I was hoping that you..."Vicky: (interrupting) "Me?!?!? You want ME to fuck a black man? I don't think I could ever..."Karla started to cry. She was a...raid and not to mention still exhausted. Vicky hugged her and consoled her.Karla: (thru her tears) "I'm sorry Vicky, I guess I'm not thinking clearly but I just didn't know what to do."Vicky: "Why do you have to DO anything? Why not just not answer the door or tell them that you don't want to do it, or call the police?"Karla: "Oh.... I can't do. She had to do something about her sopping wet cunt.Alice stripped to the buff and proceeded to satisfy herself the only way she'd been able to for too long a time. She ran her finger inside her cunt lips and rubbed on her clit. It responded by erecting and she gently massaged it. Then she pushed three fingers of her other hand into her cunt. She worked the fingers in and out in a steady rhythm. She wiggled her hips and sighed in contentment.She smeared more cunt juice on her clit and rubbed. ...I have to tell you about a little trouble I've gotten myself into. You remember that I told you that those five women were all volunteers? Well, I left out the fact that I offered each of them a payment. Maybe having sex with you should have been payment enough, but these women didn't owe me a thing. So I made a deal with each of them. Sandra only wanted dinner at a nice reastaurant, so she's satisfied. Melanie wanted to spank my ass, so she's satisfied.The problem is with my payment to. “Sorry, Mandy, I’m being a bitch and taking it out on you.”She shrugged and, like a good coworker, slapped my ass, motioning for the staff room. “Go change, first, then you can tell me all about it while we make some men happy.”“I wish some men would make me happy instead,” I laughed.And I also took the joke a step too far, because Mandy rolled eyes at me.I entered the staff room and locked the door behind me, in case one of the guys had some business inside. The last thing I needed was for one.