I took it out of the dryer then walked over to the ironing board. I hummed a happy, tuneless melody as I waited for the iron to heat up. I was so lost...in my own little world that I didn't hear my father approach from the stairs."Oh, you're ironing?" he asked.I jumped, startled by the sound of his voice. I looked over my shoulder at him and saw that he was holding a wrinkled men's dress shirt. Just then I remembered he was going to a funeral the following day. None of the rest of us had to go. ..”Irene just shrugged, “Don’t give it another thought! I bought one for tonight and one for tomorrow. I can always get another tomorrow.”With a wide, toothy smile I said “This is fantastic. How can I ever thank you?”“You’re Polish, you’ll think of a way.” She giggled, sounding like a little girl, then picked up the basket and turned to the door. “I have to go. Thanks so much for the drink and conversation. I’m sure we’ll see more of one another. Ciao!”I admired her nicely shaped ass as she. He had learned about sex in school but with everything going on in his life, he remembered little. Carly had calmed his fears of pregnancy when she explained to him about some pill and frankly, it all felt too good to give up. “Are you taking a pill too,” Aaron asked Megan a little nervously, “so you don’t get pregnant?”“Yeah,” Megan assured him, “Carly gave me her last two; she said she didn’t need them anyways.” Aaron looked into Megan’s eyes with a little fear. “Don’t worry, she’s really. I had seen many hard black cocks in my life; but this one was the biggest I had ever met. It was hard as a fucking rock…It was dripping pre cum and all I had to do was slide my hand around that big head a few times and he was slick as could be. I then worked my hand down the shaft just admiring and stroking it.I could not get my long fingers around it all, since it was so thick.I looked at him in the eyes and leaned on his crotch, licking up and down and around and over the shiny cockhead;.