I sent a picture to a site that makes a guess from the details you send with it. They gave me an estimate of $250 to $430. I also have a child's conve...tible that was made in Morrisville, Vermont in 1870. It is in almost perfect condition. I saw a picture of one for sale on E-bay. Buy it now for $1075. I only paid $145 for mine." And what would a child's convertible be?" It's a child's high chair that folds down and converts to a rocker. The mother can rock the child with her toe as she is. She slowly worked him out of the tub and onto the wheeled tray she brought back in with her. He was toweled again on his back side and wheeled into the kitchen.In the kitchen were some other women he'd never met before. One of them was in her sixties, the others were only slightly older then Alicia. "So this is the meat is it Alicia?" one them laughed."Mom, Susan, Marie, this is Nick the father of my c***dren and main course for this evening" she told them. They laughed, then all started to. Keyur didn’t start to thump me immediately. Instead, he started to suck my nipples first. His dick was inside my pussy. He was busy sucking my nipples one by one.He then started to kiss my lips, neck, shoulders, cheeks, eyelids, and chin. He took his time to play with my body and then started to thump me. Slowly first and second by second increased his pace. I wasn’t enjoying. But it was of no use. They weren’t caring about me or my condition.In between when a flow of ecstasy strikes him, he. The owner of that hand was a tall, dark chocolate skin handsome man; dressed in a sharp suit. The black man smiled at me apologetically as he stood in front of me, pushing a button. I looked at his back, admiring his shape and the way the suit flowed over his body. Then I recalled the mirrors around and looked at his face to see if he had caught me. He had. I blushed and looked down.The black man smiled at me in the mirror. I saw him crossing his hands in front of his body as if he was blocking.