Now you can quit your job at Transit, become a house husband, and fuck all those different women in the afternoons. This also means we can easily affo...d to have our babies and our new home and never have to worry about money!”She wrapped her arms around his neck, squeezing him tight and not caring her bare ass was in view of those behind her. “Make sure you sign the back of your ticket so no one else can claim it belongs to them.”“Good idea.” She took a pen from her purse, hesitating a moment.. It was bigger than Melody had expected and she watched amazed as Ashley opened her mouth to let it in. He had his hands on the back of Ashley’s head, pistoning in and out, fucking her face. There was drool everywhere. Then he stopped and the two raced to get undressed. Ashley sat her naked butt down on a table as the salesman spit on her pussy and began to finger her. After a couple minutes of foreplay he impaled Ashley with his cock. Melody felt a fire burning in her loins rubbing her pretty. I knew this was something he would enjoy from our previous conversations. He grabbed my wrist gently and pulled my fingers into his mouth... he liked it (of course).I sat back down beside him and we continued pleasuring ourselves. I was concentrating more on his cock now than the movie and could see a bit of fluid forming on the tip of his cock. I could tell he was getting close. I was having a lot of fun so I didn't want this to finish with him gtting off and me playing on my own. I asked. "Yes, yes. Old Curtis, he was resident slave-smith when I got there; he had a 'prentice, too, but I cain't 'call his name." Jefferson made a scratching sound by rubbing his chin in thought. "Nope, well, I ast around an' heard tell a'slaves buyin' their own freedom. So I came on the idear a'smithin'. Did I tell you all this?"Seth shook his head and got more comfortable. A little breeze stirred the air, and a few fluffy clouds appeared as they often did on hot afternoons, false promises,.