I had a towel wrapped around me tight and made sure my ass was sticking out before I came out of the shower. I saw him secretly looking, and trying to... be discreet, but I noticed him grabbing his dick. Like the freaky little bitch I am, I walked over to him and took off my towel, turned around and showed him my whole body, I made sure he saw my fat ass. At first he was very hesitant and nervous about getting caught, but I reassured him that I wanted it and it would be our little secret. He said. .um...for my girlfriend.”, Steve managed to utter. Getting the word “boots” out of his mouth was such a struggle. As he had always loved ladies boots for as long as he could remember, this word had hardly ever exited his lips as he knew what emotions they kindled within his soul. The word “boot”, such a simple word, consisting of only four letters, signifying a style of footwear which normally meant a protective covering of the foot which extended past one's ankle, yet for some reason for. Jefferson had lived a hard life. She was born and grew up in the Jim Crow South. She and her second cousin escaped to the north when they were in their teens, eventually got married and bought their two-bedroom bungalow in 1941. She'd been living there ever since. Her husband, Calvin was conscripted as a ship's porter and went down with the rest of the crew after their ship was torpedoed by a U-boat in the North Atlantic. They never had children.She worked most of her adult life as a maid and a. Now this is when it got interesting.Walking over to me my girlfriend pushed me to the floor and sat right on my face, her legs open as cum dripped out of her pussy and onto my face then telling me to lick her clean which I did so willingly tasting his cum as it fell out into my open mouth, as I cleaned up my girlfriend then dripped the cum out of her mouth onto my head with instruction to take it all and eat it up which again I willingly did. I could not believe how good this all tasted and.