Oh, yes. Now she was ready. Andso was I. *** Part II Looking down, I realized that I was notdressed appropriately for the evening that was quickly unf...olding around me. Iwould need to take care of that, but first I needed to check on my prize. Ileaned over and whispered in her ear. ?Do you need something to drink, my dear?Use the toilet? Hm?? I caressed her cheek. ?You willbe here quite a while, you now?.? She mutely shook her head, her eyes widewith a bit of worry at my last proclamation. Part. Darren was a big black man 36 years old about 6 foot tall, not what you would call body builder but strong and very handsome. I'm 48 mother of 3, not what you would call overly fat but carry a few extra pounds, I stand 5.6, about 240 lbs. shoulder length dirty blond hair with very fat tits and nice wide hips. I was wearing a white blouse that was now all pulled out of my black skirt, Darren had his hands around my soft middle as he helped me over to the sofa, he asked if I was OK I said ya. She pulled at Cindy's cunt flesh to get her clit to come out of its sheath."You're a real treat." Rita said. "What a gorgeous pussy you have!"She licked her fingers and touched them to the shaft of Cindy's clit. Cindy gasped and groaned, as Rita chuckled. She loved turning a young girl on. She'd had a hunger for this one from the first moment that she'd seen her. A blonde little pussycat with a juicy pink cunt. They never knew what they had. All that gorgeous cream that came out when they got. I wanted to bear his children.I saw him a few weeks later. He showed up at the gas station after he went driving to think things over after a dumb argument with Bev. He didn't even realize where he was until I called him by name.I'd had some warning because Bev had texted me to call her. Somehow she knew right where he'd go. Unfortunately, it wasn't me he went to but this place. It had some kind of special meaning for him.I called Bev. We had a good talk and made plans to have a picnic the.