My late husband, Ted (You read his work as magichands) and I never went out on New Year’s eve. I asked him once, ‘Why Not!’ he told me he wanted...to be just with me to start a New Year over again. I am a woman, stuff like that melts the heart, but then everything that man ever did melted my heart! Ted was a street reject when we met, in the depths of depression, he had lost a wife in a tragic freak accident. He simply fell apart, walked away from everything, ended up living hand to mouth on the. "She was very gentle with me. Unzipping my pants. I felt the relief as she took my raging hard-on out."Momma Jade, gonna suck your dick, if you ask real nice." She would pay for that later, I vowed."Please suck my dick, Miss Jade. I've never felt it this hard before."I gasped as she immediately took all of me. "Oh God, Miss Jade. That's the best thing I've ever felt."She took her mouth off long enough to say, "It's gonna feel a lot better, Honey. When I start again, You just let this thing do. The waves of mental relief washed over me like a tsunami washing away my fear of her permanent removal from my sphere of influence and close personal mentoring. I had this gut-wrenching concern that she would be so transformed by the manipulations of the phony wolf in sheep's clothing that she would be forever ruined for joyful merging of our kindred spirits. I watched her panty-clad bottom bouncing on the bed scarcely hiding her youthful buttocks and wondered if her pussy mound was already. Abbie is still dressed from work in a tighter dark skirt and a silk blouse with perhaps one too many buttons undone, but that is from since she got home and for Tim’s viewing interest.Tim sits on the bed and pulls Abbie to stand in front of him. Tim says, “Do it slowly, show me a lovely striptease revealing what I crave.” Abbie laughs and begins to swing her hips slowly as her hands run seductively over her body.One by one, the remaining blouse buttons are undone, and she slowly dropped it to.