" But, that was so as not to hurt..." I don't care. Really! You can lie all you want. I just want a little of what I remember as being damned good." Y...ou don't understand. Trent, don't... !" she cried as his arms went around her and pulled her to him."You still fell good, Marsha. Sixteen years and you're just as sexy as the last time I nailed you."She squirmed to get away but without effect. He had put on weight since last she had seen him. Not fat, muscular. It was this weight and strength. After a few minutes of sucking him that way, he looked down at me at said, “Damn, you are one nasty white man. I had no idea you’d love to suck my balls and perineum that way. And if you like that so much, then get ready for my sweaty ass.” I have to admit that I hadn’t thought about having his ass in my face, but then he slid even farther forward and my whole face was enveloped in his hairy ass. He pressed down even harder forcing my face into his sweaty crack, and I instinctively started. I smiled and gave her mom a half-bow. "Actually, it's a short dance since it's a school night. We'll be back by eleven."Mrs. Morganthal looked like she wasn't sure whether to be relieved or banish me for life, so I took Zoe's hand and we made a quick getaway.Considering how classy Zoe looked, I thought about asking Dad for the keys to his Porsche. He'd made a comment yesterday about me owning more of it than he did, which wasn't true cause of the trade-in on his old car, but sounded good. But I. .All I could do is look at her with lust that would not be fulfilled.When we met that Saturday she went all out on her appearance, make up was heavier and sexier than hell, she was actually wearing a corset, it looked like a black leather one from what I could tell from the parts that were pushing her cleavage up and out as much as possible. She wore a skin tight black leather skirt with the material so thin it was easy to see the garter buttons that attached to her stockings and black patent.