"Sandra nodded but couldn't answer; she found that she had tears in her eyes. "Sandra Coleman! Now stand up straight and listen to me! I'm perfectly a...right; all I had was a knock on the head. If it wasn't for the doctors making such a fuss I'd be out of here, but it seems that somebody is paying for this and so I might as well enjoy the rest I'm having. Now it's not your fault that this happened and I'm certainly not going to have you crying because of some misguided sense of guilt! Now are. She looked good even though her knockers were only maybe baseball-sized. They were big enough to eat, that was for sure, apples waiting to be chewed. “Forgot you needed shoes,” I said. She sniffed. “Give me some money. I’ll fetch them.” “You wont run off?” “Dressed like this? Ha!” I gave her a twenty and she asked for two. About nine o’clock we closed up as traffic got down to almost zero. She plunked herself in my Corvette, said, “Nice car” and did the seat belt. “You hungry?” I asked her.. Angelique glanced at the clock as she painted her eyelashes."I see you're right on time!"Angelique thought of the taste of Bella's skin, sweetness with a hint of sweat from the heat of the club. The thought of having her all to herself for the weekend was exhilarating. Goosebumps rose on her skin."Good girl!" she smiled."I'm very pleased!"Angelique emerged from the bathroom in nothing but a white, fluffy towel, which made her bronze skin seem even deeper in tone. she was attempting to clasp her. "This is your first black cock, wifey."Amanda began to bob her head faster, stopped and answered Kwame meekly, "Yes. This is my first black dick." She was becoming more aroused and accustomed in this sex act, she used her tongue to feel every vein in his member. "Tell him you're a slut, Amanda." Zara suggested. Amanda pulled her mouth off Kwame's cock for a quick moment uttering, "I'm a slut! (spit) (suck) (lick/spit) A white slut!". She would have gone longer but she had to add another.