I’m your birth mother. You and Mark are half-sister and half-brother. You were never picked up off the streets ... and you’re not totally black.�...�Your father ... he was another minister, a married man, too, whom I had a brief fling with in a moment of ... lust. Your dad was nice enough to pass you off as adopted and raise you as his own, and forgive me to an extent, but our marriage ... it was never quite the same. He was also so insecure and so ... jealous after that. It didn’t help that in his. She lay across the bed, took out her vibrator and started rubbing her soaked pussy with the toy. She thought of Tyler while she started fucking herself with it, making her cum almost instantly. She lay there naked on the bed just thinking about what was to come. She got so relaxed she fell asleep laying across the bed totally naked. She was awakened by a touch on her leg. She jumped and saw that it was her husband. “What are you doing home?” she asked.“I came to see if you wanted to go to lunch. Darius looked hurt and stared at me. He blinked a couple of times and pullled the clutch. "Your parents home?" he asked. He pulled out of the parking lot and sped down the road. "No they're on a vacation again for another two weeks." He drove down the road and pulled into my driveway. He opened my door and helped me get out of the car. We stopped at the doorway. "Thanks Darius, if it wasn't for you..." hot tears flooded my eyes and ran down my cheek. Darius cupped my face in his hand. "Do you. Some torrid sexual fantasy with me in the starring role! They want to screw me not discuss the price of fish.Sometimes a guy will cut the crap and nail his colours to the mast. He will bathe me in adoring compliments, how incredibly hot I am, the sexiest girl he has ever met, I make him weak at the knees, and wow that dress, I look fabulous in it, just stunning, it really shows off my gorgeous bod, he would sooo love to get to know me better, how about a date sometime, is there any chance of.