Bottom Bull’s rough strong hand on my shoulder, the other holding me by the waist. Bottom Bull’s hand slips and rubs my white ass cheek. It quickl..., yet tenderly, runs through my ass crack. I can feel his finger slipping into my asshole, only for a split of a second. It reminds me of how empty I feel. I feel something should be plugged down there. And I can't think of anything better than Bottom Bull’s hard wet black cock. It's so long and thick I wonder how deep I can let him go.Bottom Bull. Gently flicking my tongue against hers and dance around her mouth. I pull back slightly."I don't know why you like your coffee that sweet, you're sweet enough as it is" I whisper against her lips. "Is that why you like your coffee black, because you're already TOO sweet?" She asks with chuckle."What can I say, I like my coffee like I like my women...strong and bitter!" I say with a smile Kendra's beautiful smile replaces her slight smirk. The dimple on her left cheek reveals itself and I caress. And if you wear stockings, you'll need a skirt so everyone can see. Andif you wear a skirt, you'll need heels." Kelly said.I giggled."Tell me, Janie, what is it about girls' clothes that you like so damnedmuch." It's a compulsion, same as any other," I said. "I like the feel. I likethe way they caress your body differently than men's clothes. They hugyou and make you feel...girly."Kelly smiled. "So what's your favorite. If you had only one garment towear, what would it be?"I thought. I loved. They headed upstairs together and opened the room. Lenore dropped her purse on a chair and Foster removed the suit jacket he had been wearing over top of his polo shirt. Lenore felt a sharp tug on her hand as Foster grabbed her, twirled her to face him and pushed her against the nearest wall."Daddy's little girl has been so naughty today....letting a stranger take you to a hotel room." He raised her arms above her head and leaned in to kiss her again."I am a naughty little girl, Daddy." She.