Oh, well. At least I'd have the morning paper outside my apartment door. I prefer to read it on the train, so I always leave it outside until I leave.... Today it could be an impromptu bumbershoot.But... no paper. Not the first time that had happened. I suspected the woman two floors up whom I'd caught a couple of times peeking out of the elevator when it had mysteriously stopped on my floor before I could get to press the button. Our floor was an obvious target for paper snatchers because there. I've waited over twenty years to tell my story. I'm not waiting another day to finish it." If that's what you want," said Annabelle sitting back as Lulu picked up where she had left off."2003 brought with it the lesbian phase of my testing regime. It began with just the one girl: Fifi, she was just like me to look at; the same blonde hair, fuckable lips, colossal tits, everything." You'd not been with a girl before?" Not at Venus. It was already well documented that a Bimbo was inherently. He dipped his hips down as her tongue extended. He allowed her to lick up the collection of cum and draw it into her mouth.Judy closed her eyes and smiled as she smeared the drop throughout her mouth, savoring his salty musk taste. He watched as she finally swallowed it down. Her eyes reopened. The sparkling green orbs looked up at him, communicating her desperate need. His large hands gently cradled and lifted the back of her head, simultaneously filling her mouth with his cock. She anxiously. Next, I called Jo’s dad. ‘Mr. Patterson, this is Kevin, your soon to be ex-son-in-law.’ ‘What are you talking about, Kevin? It’s a little late to be making crank calls. Are you drunk?’ ‘No, Sir, I’m stone cold sober. Your wonderful daughter is in a motel room at the Green Grove Motel with her latest boyfriend. I don’t want to see her at my house tonight. You might want to take her home with you. You can bring her by tomorrow to decide what further course of action we may take. Good night,.