"You can't say that in this house. If I hear those words come out of your mouth again I'm going to spank you." Cade warned.Jessica's eyes got big and ...she rushed up the stairs, "Guess what Harley, guess what," Cade heard her yelling. "We can't say 'God dammit' no more." Of course we can't," Harley informed her. "That's a swear word." It is?" Jessica said, "I didn't know."Ashley laughed at Jessica's ignorance. She was very nervous about going to school and she shook with fear from head to toe.. He had fully enjoyed the way the pleasant older Caucasian crossdresser made him feel. She was a good bit twenty years older, but had a soft, wide, jiggly booty and a pink hole that felt like a pussy. The sexagenarian had no problem taking Erick’s long schlong. But it wasn’t like she didn’t have walls.“Give me that big Black cock,” whined the older broad.“You like this big bastard in your pussy,” Erick inquired, hammering.“Oh yes, baby! Fuck your little white bitch,” she begged.“Oh yeah!”Erick. So while her husband took a shower in record time and then stomped around the bedroom getting dressed, she just lay there, her head turned toward the wall, wishing the whole miserable mess would go away and she'd find herself a little girl again, back in bed at her parents' house, ignorant of men and sex and the way they could pull a woman's soul apart.Fortunately for her mental health, a slow anger began building up inside Angela for the neat way her husband had turned the tables on her,. She told me to stay where I was while she went to the front door, locked it, pulled the blind and turned the sign in the window to closed for the day. She then drew the blinds on all the front windows throwing the store into shadow. She walked back towards me undoing her blouse as she did. As promised she wore a very old looking corset with lace trim and lots of embroidery and ribbing, it made her breasts jiggle as she sauntered back to me. She was tall enough she could look me right in the.