At the end of the alley it makes a sharp turn and opens to a courtyard that is about 10 by 16 foot and surrounded by brick walls from the factory next...door.As I get to the end of the alley I hear a girl’s voice say OK who wants to go next, as I enter the courtyard I see a girl sitting on a milk crate her back to me and I see a young boy pulling up the zipper to his fly and another pulling down his pants and two more standing watching. All of them panic as I enter! When the girl turns to look at. I’ll get Dahlia for you.”I try to tell her not to bother, but she placed the phone down a little too quickly.Dahlia answers, “Hi Trent, can this wait? I was about to come over.”“You know how I only hire the hottest women?”“You pig. You found another looker, and you want to make sure I won’t get upset. I have enough women to compete with.”“Ya, but this one will be after Sam, not me.”“TRENT, What about my mom? You just got them together. Now, you want to break her heart. You’re an asshole.”“Are. “We’ll soon be munching on the bitter leather of the plow straps, I fear” Madame sounded concerned.“Won’t you need them for Cornelia, Grandmother?” She giggled – the younger girl knew of what I had done. She had too. My eyes grew wide.“We only need one set of straps and your grandfather the Captain, god rest his sould would suffer no talk of plantation business at the table! I shant begin the practice now,” she explained as she tapped some rather hard bread in an attempt to find an edible. ”She went down again, without the hesitancy she had displayed before. His cock was straining upwards and she gripped it to pull it down. She looked at the tip, and then up at his grinning face, and then back at his cock. Her hand stroked it several times, and then she leaned forward to kiss the tip. That kiss turned into something else as her lips slid over the knob.She tried a number of things, such as digging the tip into her cheek, and pushing her nose toward his wet pubic hair as far as she.