This would be the first time thatTimmy would have a government issued document with his real picture and'signature' but her name and date of birth. Wi...th this one document itopened up a whole host of opportunities. He already applied for a creditcard that was a first step, but that didn't have a picture ID. With adriver's license he could get other forms of ID like a passport or hecould open a bank account. There would be nothing he couldn't do. Lydiawas nervous, she knew what trouble they. .." he murmured to himself, feeling something hard stuffed up inside Béla's pussy.It took both hands, one holding Béla's squirming hips down and one hand grasped (one finger on each side, as that was all he could get into her) around the hard, wooden object before he could get it out of her. Although the end was amazingly melted away, it was still a good eight inches long. The thick end of it, the part he'd pulled on to get it out of her, was as wide as the palm of his hand when he held it. I think he didn't really like it deep down but couldn't stop himself from watching me perform. Maybe it was a form of self abuse. He especially didn't like to see me with black guys. I had come to love that experience and it always made him nervous. He was paranoid about me getting pregnant by one.We were getting ready to go out to dinner. He had made some reservations at a fancy restaurant. I decided to dress extra sexy. I had on a very short black mini skirt that was made of some stretchy. Her little tits were squirming, so I sucked on her hard nipples while I caressed her smooth vagina. As she began climaxing, my sexual urge started to become increasingly demanding. She was bucking her hips with my now fast moving hand, and at the right moment I reached under her ass and grabbed her panties. I ripped them off and with them removed her sweatpants. As I straddled her naked body, I looked into her begging eyes and knew that she wanted me to keep going. I pushed my knees back and.