."I can fix THAT!!!" This went on for weeks, and the black guy wouldn't back off!!!Eventually, fate took its course... My friend Jason's car wouldn't ...tart, so he couldn't drive home, and NO ONE had ANY jumper cables!He tried calling his mom, but no one was picking up, and the Black guy that had been trying to fuck him Otis, was in the right place at the right time.See Jason is like me, and like most white people, were kinda scared of black people. And, we are very socially submissive, so when. She could see herself living very well indeed on half of the profits of my business.If I made $60000 profit she would receive $30000 as her share. If she took straight alimony she would only get about $18000. To her and her attorney this was a no brainer. We split our little savings and I gave her the equity in the house to protect my small IRA. She received half of the business.SIX MONTHS LATERMy divorce is finally over. I have moved to a small one-bedroom apartment near my office. I only took. At the same time the door to the apartment opened and she could her more people enter. She lay there open wet, and still rubbing clit and feeling the tight lips around the bottle. She slowly moved the bottle in and out of her, as the guys took turn kissing her, pinching her nipples. She then pulled the bottle out she could feel her self wet and loose and a gush of her juiced flooded out onto the sheets. She could see people moving around through the open door as she climbed on top of Tom he. Tommy's hand slid between Charlene’s bare thighs as he suggested, “Somehow I got to believe that you really like guys watching.”Charlene smiled as she slowly acknowledged, "Could be."Tommy's fingers slid up Charlene's thighs and stroked the front of her panties as he postulated, "That business a week ago, sitting in the window while you took your clothes off, and then all this last week, wearing no more than a pair of panties with the drapes open and lights on... not the first time you've done.