Chapter 552 Neglected Black Housewife: 32

• "How about the park?" She answers. "It's kind of private." We drive in silence until we get to the park. Jasmine throws open her door and runs to the swings, in the nearly deserted play area.
• "Aunt Cyn was pretty mellowed out when she got home last night." Jasmine says, smiling at me, as I walk behind the swing she's sitting on and give her a gentle push.
• "I know." I answer, as my hands push against her ass cheeks. "I drove her home."