She was just a collection of 3 holes that he was going to sell. She wasn’t a person. She was just a racist white girl; a member of the race that had...oppressed Black men like him for centuries.It didn’t take long for Latoya to dress. All she had was her short, sexy dress and her heels. Dazhawn didn’t have any cosmetics for her to apply. She still looked sexy just with her natural beauty. Dazhawn told her that they were driving to Tyrone’s apartments to meet with the two other hoes that he owned.. Yes it was rising and to think the cheeky woman had earlier expressed surprise that he appeared to be alive. Well she might regret her sarcasm with this hot dick up her spout. ‘Oh gee Alan, I can feel it pressing into my butt. May I touch it?’ What would be her reaction if he said yes? She might say he was such a slut. He was attempting to frame passive-sounding objection about her licking his ear when she lifted and clamped a hand around the lump in his pants. ‘Oooh,’ he drawled, sounding. He then told me to get on all fours and walk like a dog. I entered the house and saw about 5 men sitting on the couch only in their underpants.Seeing me, they gave a loud roar. I was brought into their midst and soon hands were exploring my body, some on my ass cheeks, some on my breasts, some spanking me, some pulling my hair and other things.Now they handed me a sexy black bikini. It was bikini only in name, as it had only a string in the bottom part and a very small part in the upper. It. Once back at the barn they separated them out, leaving the two calves in the pen to load on the trailer. Maggie filled up the water trough then sprayed the dirt and cow shit off her bare feet, and took a few gulps. She couldn’t help but spill water onto her shirt as it ran down her chin. Enough water to stiffen her nipples and make her shirt sheer again.Emmitt and Maggie stood as they heard the pickup and the trailer coming up the rough dirt road. Travis was a local cattle farmer and hauled.