She contented herself with this shallow suck for a few moments, before she released him and stood, still grasping his member in one hand. Leading him ...his way, she maneuvered him to the toilet and sat him down on the closed lid. Still holding on, she guided him into her as she straddled him easily sinking all the way down. A low moan escaping her as she reached full depth. Readjusting to his size, she ground herself upon him, reveling in the sensation. James grabbed her hips, pulling her. For the umpteenth time, she shoved her mahogany bangs out of her eyes, thinking absently that she really should get her hair cut soon.As if by some innate sense, or perhaps smelling the tuna she always cracked open, her two cats and latest rescue kitten scampered into the kitchen, weaving and ducking about her feet, meowing piteously for attention and rubbing against her ankles and her hands and face, as she set their bowls down.“Silly goobers,” she muttered. “I would never let you starve.”. The first section with the Evening Wear proved ‘normal’ enough apart from some of the plunging necklines and clearly bra-less tops that were on display. Those necklines and bra-less tops revealed quite a nice bit of female flesh in the form of nipple erections and some lovely side views of young, tight breasts swinging around behind soft material that only just managed to cover the nipple and areola sections of those very cute titties.This amazing parade of teen girls and boys in full dress and. His anger rose—and then subsided...he was now a broken man.“Captain, spread old ‘Stars ‘n’ Bars’ on the bed,” Sambo directed.The Captain, with less reluctance than with the previous commands, slowly dragged himself up off the floor. He waddled over to the bed, his pants still shackling his ankles. Then, as ordered, the Confederate officer spread the rebel flag over the bed.Sambo sat his naked and sweaty, fat, black ass back down in the easy chair.“Leasa, stand up, girl.”Leasa Edwards did as.