So just Faith and Fred were there in the house that afternoon. He was watching sports on TV. He loved to watch baseball. They were sitting at each end...of the couch. A commercial came on. Fred looked over at her. "Say, young'un. I think you may be turning into a woman. You're looking like a lady now. You know that Faith?" She could feel herself blushing. "I guess so Fred. I don't know." "You are sweetie. Yes, you sure are. You know, it's been a long time since you sat on my lap. I reckon you're. Besides I would definitely get out of it a lot cheaper her way.Tamara seemed to know exactly what she wanted too but I made her try everything on. She really liked shopping. She had trouble deciding between a pair of jeans or a miniskirt so I told her that I would buy them both for her. Hell I got of there for a lot less than a hundred dollars and made Tamara a very happy girl. She got her bikini too and it sure looked good on her when she came out to model it for me.In the car Tamara asked me. So dark you couldn't see your hand until it was practically laying on your face. The air bites into your skin as you realize that you'r not clothed. You could've sworn you had clothes on at some point but you fail to recall. With little other option you begin to fumble around the surface you'r on to get a feel for its dimensions. As you searched your finger bumped into a small switch about the size of a thumb tack somewhere at your hip. Hoping that this switch could provide some sort of light. I watch the Asian girl in the video scream out in ecstasy while her handsome black man eats out her pussy. I try to place the last time my husband last went down on me and I can't remember. It's been too long.I lift my skirt up and move my thong aside. I am moist and sticky.I watch. She is on her knees and takes his meaty black cock in her mouth. She makes his dick wet and slick, licking him from his balls to the tip of his cock. He is big, but she takes all of him down her throat.I reach.