What do you think about that?” I keep slapping her ass as I talk, teasing her hole with my thumb as I do. “Please, Sir, fuck my nasty ass hard, ma...e me cum for you.” I move behind her and spit into her ass as I open it with my fingers, she is moaning and starting to wiggle her hips. I push in a finger, her ass pulling at me as I start to push and pull, in and out. Her pussy starts to weep and flow down the couch. I take my fingers and push into her pussy, getting two of them wet, then sliding. Shouldn’t he get another chance? Sitting across from Sebastien at the dinner table, Florence slowly picked at her food. Laughing nearby was Granny Cecilia, a wise and wonderful little old lady whom she’d known her entire life. Grandmother to Sebastien Renard, the cocky American punk whom she’d drop-kicked a couple days ago. Seated next to his grandmother, Sebastien looked really good in his ‘churchy’ clothes. And he’d been so polite and friendly since the church incident. The one where he. The big problem, now, was that the South had turned into a carnival for swindlers and get-rich-quick types taking advantage of Reconstruction. Both the Carpetbaggers and the Scalawags had moved in, in force, and the honest officials were simply swamped by the rise in scams. When you threw in the dishonest officials and Army officers, the situation had become impossible to police.The ex-slaves now had the vote, and they had no idea of how to use the right properly. Their votes were easy to buy,. I like you too.. But..Me- but what.. Lets do once.. U r my dream girl.She came close to me.. And then very close.. Facing me.. She sat on my lap. I buried my head in her juicy boobs. She hold my hair and kissed me on my lips.I was very happy… Then she got up..Nahi yaar.. This is not good and we should never think like this. I dont want to spoil our friendship.I agreed with her.. She changed her clothes and we went out for coffee..After that day.. I started visuailizing her.Days went by.. One.