No disrespect , no pain, no anal, and stop when she says so. She has noticed the young men coming to see her in their sports clothes , tight shorts, c...ycle pants, legs spread wide, unwittingly displaying their cock and balls. One day a particularly respectful young black man comes to her office in his tight lycra pants the outline of big black cock proves to tempting to resist. She walks from behind her desk talking about his funding application , next minute she is running her hand up and down. Dad bucked his hips and said, “I guess that wasn’t a dream.”I took my mouth off of his cock and said “Sorry, I got a little carried away last night.” He laughed and raised his head to look at me. “It’s okay, Sport, Just don’t do that when your Mom’s in the house.” I smiled at him and took his cock back in my mouth. Dad sighed and laid his head back down. I only went about half way down then took my mouth off his cock again.“Tell me some other things you and Uncle Ray did with each other. Did he. We had our hands full. Those klds loved us. We loved those klds. I was officially in charge of the slx klds who hadn't even started kindargarten yet. I had my hands full. Every day was an adventure. I had no experience with klds and it showed.I seemed to be saying 'Please stop crying' all the damn time. Patrick was already my savior. He had younger sibblings. His technique to stop the tears may have been controversial. It was cute as hell. He was strong. He would take my flve year old's and. Jim held her close while she cried. After her crying ebbed a little he began stroking and kissing her affectionately; which led to another passionate interlude that left him senseless.Jim woke up to find Vickie gone, he got up and looked out the window and could see it was barely twilight. He was hungry enough to eat the north end off of a southbound mule. He pulled on his clothes and boots and he was ready to head for the door when he remembered Vickie's money.He pulled a generous amount from.