I was instantly struck by the beauty of the girl as she crossed the room heading toward my table. She was thin, and absolutely gorgeous, precious alm...ost. Her skin was soft and smooth like porcelain, pale, but utterly fabulous, and it contrasted with her long, straight, jet-black hair perfectly. She looked taller than she actually was as she moved gracefully on high heels that clapped gently on the wooden floor. She wore a tiny black dress that came to her knees, her calves were shapely and. .. driven. That’s the only word I can think of to describe how she was acting. She gripped my elbow firmly enough that I winced a couple of times as she pulled me into my own house and through the bedroom to the master bath. She had actually helped me install my new shower when I renovated that bathroom, so of course she knew it would hold us both at the same time, with room to spare.As I say, she seemed driven, in such a way that speaking didn’t seem to be appropriate, so I just went with her.. However, I didn’t have an option. I had a wife, a house and a dog. I withdrew 10,000 and delivered it promptly to the fat whore I had been fucking for last 5 years, since I was 19. Tasheka laughed as I handed her the envelop. Then she stripped and we fucked. As I entered her large, wet pussy, she kissed me deeply. ‘Fuck my cunt tonight. I want to feel you cum in my pussy again she said looking into my eyes.’ I forgot about the money and the blackmail and fucked my old, fat and black whore. She knew that she could easily pass for her early twenties. Jennifer was often asked for id in bars to prove that she was old enough to drink.How times change she thought. When she was in her twenties, she would get furious when she was asked for age identification. Now she would display her driver's license with pride. Someday she thought she would try to pass herself off as a twenty-year-old to some young guy in a bar and see what happens.As Jennifer continued to look at herself in the mirror.