So now, I'm gonna make some changes, too. Why, there's a change in the weather, a change in the sea,So from now on, there'll be a change in me.My walk... will be different, my talk, and my name.Nothing about me's going to be the same.I'm gonna change my long tall one for a little short and fat.I'm gonna change my number that I'm living at.Because nobody loves you, when you're old and gray,There'll be some changes made today.There'll be some changes made. Why, there's a change in the weather, a. The stiff thing kept pushing, stretching her cunt wider. She gasped in part pain, part pleasure. Just as she felt she would be torn in two, the stretching stopped and the thing slid deeply into her cunt. She gasped in sudden pleasure. The inner walls of her cunt tightly gripped the big thing. It was enough to send her over the brink. She shoved back against it.“Ohhhhh, no, don’t stop – don’t stop! I’m gonna – cum!”Her smooth body jerked on the desk. Her eyes screwed shut, and her lips were. I had a sudden irrational thought, 'If Robert wanted me to fuck another man, maybe I should just go a head and do it.' I'd been faithful to him for the ten years I'd known him, and believe me -- when I say that I've had plenty of opportunities.As I stood in the hallway looking in on the two men I found myself wondering what it would be like to actually "be" with a black man. And the fact that Leon was a bit of a stud muffin didn't hurt. I suddenly realized that I was aroused by the possibility. "Well... I guess laughing at his own corny jokes is better than being a total asshole. I suppose I could get used to him," I said to myself, as I motion to follow them. Just as I finished the thought I heard something that caught me off guard - a girl's voice: "Is that them, daddy?" I turned to the kitchen entrance and looked upon what seemed to be an angel standing there in a sleeveless undershirt and white pajama shorts with pink flowers emblazoned on them. I gazed at her slim figure: maybe.