“So, what are you getting done at the house? I’m not trying to horn in, but I’ve seen the trucks every morning, and I’m curious.”“Me too,�...�� I said lightly. “I have a friend helping me redecorate the house. She suggested that the Master Bedroom and bathroom needed a renovation, not just a coat of paint and rearranging the furniture. She made me promise not to peek before it’s done, but she guaranteed that it’s spectacular.”He nodded and made some more polite, but painfully awkward conversation. I. A part of her mind was beginning to shut down, hide from reality, turn off to, deny the reality of what she was and would remain.She met Lamar at the door wearing the fishnet body stocking he had seen in an adult shop downtown and ordered her to buy and wear this evening."Nice tits. bitch," he said, noticing the large nipples poking through the material."Lamar, I'm your mother," she responded."No, not any more you ain't. From now on you're my whore, so drop to your knees and suck me off like a. " Problems at home?" Yeah. Mom asked me to look after the baby so she and Scott could go out for a little while, and by the time they got back I was exhausted. I mean, he just kept on crying and crying, and he wouldn't eat anything that Mom left for him."Melanie did appear worn out, after having experienced first hand what it's like to take care of a new born baby, and so I now had a faint glimmer of hope that she had changed her mind about ever having one herself.Or at least with me, and I. She has a pink pussy with small hairs over them. I started licking her inner thighs biting that ample flesh and slowly reached to the end. I give a kiss on her pussy“You don’t need to do this for me,” she said. “Your beauty deserves a lot more than this and your pussy too,” I whispered between her thighs and started licking her pussy and rolling my tongue inside. She was moaning with pleasure and ecstasy and I keep increasing my pace of tongue play.She kept moaning more and she got an orgasm. I.