1. Remember Me???


    Date: 8/10/2015, Categories: Anal, Interracial Sex, Shemales, Author: faggyboi, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    Joe was shocked. They split and Mariel never said a word although she was deeply saddened. Joe married Sarina in a small ceremony and moved her in with him. After the baby girl was born, Sarina got a job teaching the next year. Now his daughter was six years old and he had gotten an on-the-spot job offer at a large facility. He accepted immediately. It was the middle of the school so Sarina was unwilling to leave immediately. For the time being, they would be seeing each other only on weekends. Because Joe doted on their c***d, Sarina did not worry about him cheating on her. Joe heard the sound of a car. He looked in the rear view mirror to see a small candy apple red 2011 Mazda MX-5 Miata pulling in behind him. Out stepped a medium-height blonde lady wearing a pink botanical printed sheath t-shirt dress. He jumped out of the car. He extended his hand. “I’m Jessi Borden,” the slender blonde with D-cup tits exclaimed producing a business card. “Sorry I’m late. You must be Joe.” They shook as Joe said, “No problem. And, yes I am Joe.” “Awesome! Let’s go ahead and get you inside.” “Sounds like a plan.” Jessi fumbled with the lockbox and finally got the signal to send from her phone so they could open the door. “It opens up to a beautiful foyer. Where’d you say you and your wife were moving from?” “Mixon Springs,” he offered. “Oh how nice. I’ve never been. Heard it’s lovely. I think you’ll love this neighborhood. It’s quiet. And right through here you’ll see the amazing open ...
    floor plan. What do you think,” she asked finally turning to look at him. “So far so good.” Joe noticed Jessi’s gaze remained for a moment too long. “What’s the matter,” he pressed. “Oh nothing. You sorta remind me of someone,” she shared. “Oh okay.” “Your name is Joe. You never lived in Coalston did you?” “No. Lived close though.” “Okay. I grew up in Coalston. Let’s take a look at the kitchen. Granite counter tops. Double ovens. Stainless steel appliances. Could you see this as yours?” “Yeah,” Joe replied looking at her plump ass. “That’s great. Through here is the dining room and then the deck.” The pair stepped outside examining the massive backyard. “I’m going to ask a crazy question,” Jessi stated. “Uh. Now I’m scared,” the buyer chuckled. “Ha-ha,” she mocked him. “Do you remember an Emily from Coalston that lived on Hackey Road?” “Uhhhhh.” “It’s you,” Jessi beamed. “I don’t know you,” Joe blurted. “I know you don’t remember me. That was twenty years ago. I was only nine.” Joe calmed down. “You were nine,” he inquired running through his mind. “Yes sir. You came to see my babysitter back then occasionally. You always brought me Kit Kat bar,” Jessi hinted. “Let’s get back inside and look at the upstairs.” “I did,” he questioned. “Sure did. But I was way young. That’s why you don’t remember me.” They walked up the stairs. “Here’s the master bedroom. Large bath, two walk-in closets,” Jessi was back in sales mode. “Is this a joke,” Joe huffed. “No. Why?” “I remember an Emily in ...