Damola came out with her usual cheerfulness, I greeted her and we chatted a little, she asked for food for me against all my protests, she wanted a ne... family portrait she can put in her husband’s office, am guessing he doesn’t have a choice in the matter, she brought a couple pictures and we started going through them.2 hours in, we were still deciding and changing her mind, after a while she stopped like she remembered something and dashed in, she came back with a picture they took on their. .I didn't want to warn you. I wasafraid you would change your mind. I wanted it to be real..." You havebeen rearranging us as you speak, shifting into the seat and placing me onmy knees before you, my head resting on your thigh. "You weren'tlying...you really do sleep naked..." I laugh. "I didn't lie about anything," I say. The car begins to move.I am shocked that no one has seen us, nor apparently even noticed that I amgone. I move to sit beside you on the seat but your hands are firm. In less than two minutes Mrs. Jones came harder than an F5 hurricane, Mr. Jones told me to save him some of those sweet juices. So we changed places, as he ate her tasty pussy she sucked on my dick like a pro, this hot bitch was taking my entire 10 inch black dick in her mouth. Mr. Jones was now fucking his hot wife like a pure slut; he asked her if she liked having a white dick in her pussy and a black dick in her mouth. This made her have another huge orgasm, Mr. Jones shot off while she. ‘Three to be exactly,’ Shane added, squeezed Ayla’s smile. ‘Relax,’ he murmured. Ayla gave him a grateful smile. She swallowed hard when she saw her father talking to a tall manwith dark brown hair that could only be her grandparent’s ward. ‘Ah, Ayla, I’m glad you’re here. I didn’t realize you were bringing Shane,’ her father said, with a frown. ‘Why wouldn’t I? He’s my boyfriend,’ Ayla answered. Her father’s frown deepened. ‘When did this happen?’ Mr. Ivonova asked. ‘Months ago,’ Ayla told.