We often socialized with my work friends, and Margie said that she'd never again be able to look them in the face. When I'd told the guys what had hap...ened about Margie finding out that I'd shown her pics, and that she'd gotten rid of them all and refused steadfastly to pose for more, the guys were disappointed; "the fucking bitch," and "damn, what a fucking cunt," they exclaimed.The upshot of it all was that she got rid of just about all of the pics, leaving only a few low quality ones that. I imagined I could feel the heat from her pussy burning against me; maybe it was auto suggestion but this woman was hot and a tease.The dance ended but she continued to press her body hard up against me."Want any more?" She asked suggestively, rotating her groin against my bulging prick."We better get off the floor before I ravage you right here and now" I gasped.She laughed but took pity on me and led me back to our table. I tried, unsuccessfully I think, to hide my state of arousal from. “SHIT…you feel so fucking good cumming on my dick Victoria…” I whispered as she went limp, Rick blowing his load down her throat as Brian sucked on her tits and I sped up my movements into her, grunting as I came deep in her pussy.“OHGOD…cumming Victoria…” I shouted as my thick, sticky load of cum filled her womb, her hips twisting around my dick as I blew a few more loads and pulled out of her, Rick immediately taking my place in her pussy as he slid into her and started thrusting.“Here…let me. “Hilda Mae,” said Flossie. “Don’t argue with me.”“Yes Ma’am,” said Hilda Mae, her voice subdued. Her voice bore clear respect for this colored woman. She picked at her food, but Marian didn’t say anything to her about it.Nathan sat down. There was nothing wrong with his appetite.“I made a mess,” he said, looking at where the dirt floor was covered with paint. He looked at his own arms. He hadn’t changed clothes yet and Marian couldn’t believe he could stand to still be in the paint-soaked.