Been that way since I was 17—the divorce was ugly, and dad seemed to no longer give a fuck about any of us.It was quite at the park that morning, so... I hopped down to the truck stop to load up on gas and gatoraid. I kept a cooler stocked most days in the back of the jeep---all the boys at the park knew it was there, and was free for anyone that needed some. I pull up at the truck stop and hop out at the pumps. “topless and topless” a friend put it. No top on the jeep, and no top on me :) I hated. She wanted to be sure that her pussy could handle the multiple gifts that she was expecting.It was her 30th birthday and she’d been dating Brian for almost 3 years. He was a great match for her because he was imaginative and open-minded. Both of them had been sexually active for a long time and were not dating exclusively when they first started screwing each other. After while they realized how well they connected and their other bed-buddies faded away.So what was this birthday present? During. Phir tho mai aapka gulam hi ban jaoga mom ne kaha soch lo or bola challo abh yaha ao or meri help karo yea nikalne me usne sidha aake mom ko pakad liya or kiss krne laga mai yea sab dekh k pagal sa ho raha tha meri mom humare gharme yea sab kr rhi thi usne mom ka hair pakada or zor se kiss krne laga mom bhi response kr rhi thi, mom ne usse dur kia or kaha tu mera naukar hai or kaha gutne pe niche baitho or pantie utarne kaha usne nikal dia or mom ki chut puri shave thi mano aysa lag raha tha ki. " Sir Vincent, the pleasure is mine, " she replied in a very sexy voice. Long straight glossy dark hair, almost waist length. Strong black eyeliner around almond shaped green eyes that twinkled. High cheek bones, vibrant bright lip gloss on the sweetest Cupid's bow lips that smiled easily and naturally. Real biker leather jacket with a figure hugging red dress underneath. Black lace gloves that showed blood red talons. Killer heels. Just my kind of lady. Her head fell forwards in a submissive.