She stepped down slowly, looking me in the eyes the wholeway. As she got closer, I could see her puffy pussy lips clearlythroughher thong.As she gets ...to the bottom of the stairs, I tell her "Turn around, modelfor me, girly!" in a deep, husky voice.She looks up at me and smiles, then puts her hands on her hips andturnsaround. The thong was definetly the best choice. Her ass is justbeggingto be slapped and rubbed and licked and kissed."Damn, you look so sexy, girl. Come sit by me." I say, patting. I don't know what's inside your heart, but I can tell you it isn't Jesus.' The only reason I didn't say anything was because I didn't want it getting back to my mom, but she was right, and I was glad about it. I didn't have Jesus in my heart. I knew that I was free from Jesus."They sat quietly for a few minutes as they passed the hilly countryside that separated Salinas from Monterey. The memory of that encounter came back to her in detail, the reproaching expression of a young woman who was. She needed to know the exact amount that she could bend without showing her pubic hair to me.That first evening she became quite adept at wearing that vest and doing normal things around the house without showing me her nipples.At bedtime Victoria kissed me goodnight and said, “Come to bed right after the news. I’ll be waiting for you.”I skipped the night news and took a shower before going to bed with my daughter. I even shaved for her rather than doing it in the morning.When she threw back. “ Yeah, I heard this bitch likes this shit, “ Antonio said. 2 and 2 clicked in my head and realized what was gonna happen. “ Don’t waste none bitch. “ Antonio told Bianca as she took a break from sucking Isaac off to snort a line of blow from his cock. I didn’t even know that was her thing but he did. Apparently my wife was the neighborhood slut. “ Yeah take that fucking dick, “ Devon ordered as he slammed his cock in and out of my wife recklessly.“ Quit being selfish man. Let me get some, “.