"My inner MILF. I don't know where this is all going to end, but I don't think I can just turn that off. All I can do is hope you don't hate me." Hate... you? I don't hate you. I love you!"I was shocked by the very idea. Some of the kids I knew were like best friends with their parents. My mother and I have never been like that. Ours was a purely parental relationship. She made the rules and set the expectations and I did my best to follow them. I had never really thought about whether I loved. Then I'll give him his last payment he'll ever get to move someone. He should know better than to mess with his betters. "There was no need for you to be rude to me," I haughtily say as I rummage through my purse. "I'll pay you and these miscreants you hired, and you all can be on your way." hmm where is my checkbook I could have sworn it was in my small Louis Vuitton" but DO NOT think this will be the last of it." I gratingly declared as I poked through the compartments of my purse for the. I pretended to scratch my leg, but instead grabbed your hand and placed it over my member. You quickly caught on and unzipped me and tried your best to free my boner from my pants. I helped by slightly lifting myself up so you could slide my pants down. My eight inches were freed and you could hardly contain yourself. You stroked my dick with one of your hands and played with yourself with the other. You got more excited and began licking the tip. It took all my strength to not force myself. This guy was at least six and a half feet tall and probably weighed 195 pounds contained within a well-built muscular frame. As soon as King arrived, Mary excused herself so that King and my wife, 'could get better acquainted'. No sooner had Mary walked out the door, when King turned to Amber and said, "If you want to check out my equipment, we'd better do it private like in your bedroom." My wife just looked mesmerized by this big black man and kind of nodded her head and said, "Maybe that.