I wish we’d done more since those glory days of the Haitian ancestors. In the early days of the Republic of Haiti, black men and black women were tr...ing to be the very best they could be. We were united. We were strong together. The black women of that day weren’t sitting around blaming all their problems on the black men. Or on racist folks for that matter. They were stepping into their roles as Mothers of the Republic. They were just as smart and just as capable as the men of Haiti. And they. Bryan was nervous too, but wouldn’t admit it. I paused at the door, “Are we really going to do this?” “Only if you want to, babe. It looks like you’re ready, showing all that cleavage,” Bryan said, holding my hand. Bryan was right. I was wearing a low cut blouse that showed off my boobs. I was glad he noticed. I gave him a quick kiss and patted him on the ass. “Let’s go.” Taylor met us at the door, wearing a skirt and nice blouse. Not the conservative work clothes she had on at dinner. She. "Here ya go Ms Kellie may I call youKellie?" Oh yes of course." I watch her sit down across from me in front of herdesk making it more relaxing. I watch as her long smooth sexy legs crossover at the knee.I do the same thing not realizing how comfortable it is crossing my legsat the knee. I guess with my boy parts not there I can do that now. "Myname is Beth by the way. Okay I am guessing you came in here before yourshift or are you just finishing up?" Yes Beth, I mean I am here before my shift.. He inserted his finger into her hole over the panty and he wetted it with his saliva. She begged him to remove the final piece of cloth from her body and he was just waiting to hear it. He caught the centre of the panty with his teeth and started sliding down. His nose and forehead brushed her pussy, her silky thighs and down her legs. He saw her hairless pussy wet and was overjoyed. Without waiting more he held her legs to his shoulder and started eating it like an animal.Aaaaa aaaa uff uff.