Any changes to your plan?”“Other than drawing cards for random sex partners? No.”I laughed, “That is NOT happening, and you know it! I do have...one concern.”“Natalie?”“Yes.”“I talked at length with Elaine and in the end, she gave Natalie the option, though counseled against it. Natalie will be here.”“I’m assuming Chris doesn’t know?”“And still doesn’t know you and Natalie were having sex in Russia!”“Things dads don’t know!”“You’ll know! Your Pumpkin will give you a full report minutes after it. I do not mind at all and will move in my seat to give them the best view. What they might not realize is that while they are standing there and I am seated, I have a perfect view of their beltline. I enjoy seeing them fidget and “adjust” their man meat. I’ve seen many hard cocks in pants from that vantage point. I do not get overly excited about the hundreds of dick pix that get sent to me. However, I think it is super sexy to see the outline of a hard cock bulging in a pair of pants. Even more. A plump nigger withstraightened hair, fat lips and probably about 36DD udders. She livedsomewhere on the nearby estate. At one point I'd asked around, andfound out her name was Tameeka. She lived with her mom, who worked alot, and was well known as a bit of a tease.Whenever I saw here she was flaunting her curvy black teenage body.Prancing around in short skirts and high heels, and tanks tops leavingher huge black tits bouncing all over the place.One day I decided to follow her home. I walked. Wanda and I had already met two of the people there. Veronica said, "Chuck Johnson, Senior U.S. Deputy Marshal, and Wanda Johnson his Office Manager." She pointed first at a smiling, nice looking, man in his early forties who was standing, "Bert Harper of Harper Construction and Management Corporation, Zena Parks, Marketing Manager, and Tom Parks, Supervising Architect."Zena said, "I said I hoped to see you again soon, I didn't realize it would be so soon."When Veronica and Bert look.