I don't know how many times I came, but I couldn't work the next day because my abdominal muscles hurt too much from coming so many times."She's older...than you are, and quite pretty, in really good shape. She still comes around to get it on with me. She calls it 'scratching her lesbian itch, ' and it's always a pleasant surprise. I'll come into the showers after a shift, and she'll be waiting for me, naked and wet, all ready to get it on for an hour or so. Then she dries off, and goes home,. "Besides, if the cops come over and see thesepaintings, they might think we did it!" Isn't that a bit of a stretch...?" Shosuke asked."It doesn't matter, let's just burn them and get this over with" chimedin Ken. Shosuke caved in, watching them stack painting upon painting inthe back yard. Finally, Nao torched the paintings, watching as the flameslicked the canvas, reducing them to char. They buried the remains, andleft Madoka's home. Ken was tasked with leaving an anonymous tip for thepolice. I excused myself. I was pumping adrenaline because I knew what was gonna happen. I was excited. I came back to the table and they were gone. I figured they went out to the closed in porch out back for a smoke so I headed out. I went out and heard talking so I stopped and listened. They couldn't see me where I was. I heard Kim talking about never being with a black Guy before and the guys were basically telling her funny things about walking funny after and never wanting anything but black dick. “See to it then.” he blurted. “Not the way you want to.” I said, planting the seed of thought. I would hardly have time to give him a blow job and get fucked. And the fucking came first. Sorry about that Jack, but thats the way things are. He was now rubbing me hard down below and I could feel his hot sweet breath on my neck, and it was firing me up something terrible. He then lifted the hem of my skirt and ran his hand up my bare leg and inside my pants, sliding a finger inside my now.