You’re not old.”Though Meka started into that with a small smile on her face, it quickly devolved into tears, and Meka wrapped herself inside her ...dad’s arms, crying on his shoulder. He looked at Carol and lifted his head at her; she nodded.“Let’s go, girls, and leave Meka to her daddy.”Sitting on the bed in the Go6 HQ, Rhee, Heather, and I discussed sleeping arrangements with Civia for her every-other-Friday sleepover.“How do you want to do it?”Civia looked down into her lap, then looked up and. "Most women, especially as beautiful as yourself, don't come here to see me, so I guessed the reason for your visit pretty easily," he began his seduction of the woman with ease, complimenting her. "Is this your sister with you today?" looking at the young daughter with a wide smile on his face knowing it was not."Oh, Sister? No, no, this is my daughter," she blushed as a very light pink color rose on her high cheekbones, barely visible under the makeup she was wearing. "I am sorry, so terrible. As I got ready to take my shot a pair of hands grabbed my hips from behind, I did not think anything of it, as the guys, where touching me all night. But this time it was not the end of the cue stick rubbing my clit and ass crack through my panties. It was a very thick warm cock. I tried to pull away but I was up against the edge of the pool table readying to take my shot, I was pinned in.As the cock rubbed in and out along my lips the wetter I became. At this point I was nearly bent over at 90. ” “Nothing wrong with that,” I said. “Nothing right with it,” Dorothy countered. “Why should everyone else have all the fun?” She was sitting forward, her knees far apart but that big protective skirt keeping her safe. “Do something about it, then,” I suggested. “Such as?” “Isn’t there a man you find attractive who you think feels the same about you?” “Nobody I would trust,” she said. “Only… no…” “Who?” “You, Ross,” she said finally. “But I’m not even sure you find me attractive. Do.