That was Everett Farnsworth to a tee. Apparently, his ancestors owned slaves and he found one of their diaries and it awoke something sickening in him... Yes, I want him denied service here for life, if you please. Oh, and the man also did other things, like trying to pimp me out to his friends for cash and drugs,” Sophie explained in further detail, much to our horror.“Did he ever ... use the, you know, N word?” I asked, unsure if he was that stupid.“Yes, that was one of my first big clues for. From my nipples which he pinches and pulls until they ache, they’re so tall. His hands glide down my belly until they reach my pussy. One hand remains flat on my belly while the others’ fingers slide just inside my pussy lips. Back and forth. Up and down. Front to back. Moving all that wetness through me. Then one finger settles around my clit and circles and circles and circles me. Slowly, slowly... slowly starting to build up in pace and pressure. You take me to the edge, before letting me. You have no idea how much that means to me.”She leaned over and whispered in his ear, “I left my number on the table. Give me a call when you get home. I’d like to see you again, if that is okay with you. You’re a good man.”Jeff looked at her silhouette knowing that most people didn’t see the loving woman encased within a body that wasn’t attractive. He knew better than to judge by appearances. Terry had held his hand through the first night in the hospital, providing comfort to a scared man. Carlos could not keep his eyes off her pussy area and for the first time my wife notice he was looking at her pussy but did nothing to hide it. We joked and laughed all the way to the hotel.When we got to the hotel Carlos said that he had a bottle of rum in his room and asked if we wanted to go to his room. I asked him to instead bring the bottle to my room and we could mix drinks there, he said ok. As my wife and I waited for Carlos to show we kissed and I fingered her pussy, which was wet as.