He could feel my wetness. “Omigod, baby, you are ready for me aren’t you?!” he moaned. “Yes, honey, I ready and want.” We both wanted to ...uck immediately, so excited. He sat down between my legs and lift up my legs and he was eager to aim his thick cock into my wet pussy. I held it and liked its size and thickness. Then he slid it around my pussy lips and clit and got its head wet. Ah, then he slowly slide inside my pussy lips, and then I pulled his ass and he pushed it in deeper. Ahh,. I’m getting good money to do my job for forty hours a week. Guess what? I work for a white guy and he isn’t keeping me down. He’s teaching me the business so that I can run it some day,” replied Martin. He glanced over at the other three kids and noticed they were nodding their heads in agreement with him.“Forty hours a week? Shit, that’s slavery.”“Do you think the white guys don’t want to sit around all day doing nothing? You bet they do, but they don’t do it. They come to work for forty hours. Dara smiled at Damian as she walked toward him and sat on the bench beside him. Sensing the awkwardness and shame from Damian, Dara slid her hand over his thigh, smiled, and gave him a reassuring pat on his knee, as if to say, “It’s okay son. This is good.” Beyond Dara’s smile, her eyes revealed pride, approval, happiness, excitement, and a hint of arousal. Erin turned towards Dara and suppressed a gasp of shock, but when she saw the beaming smile on Dara’s face, relaxed immediately. Damian and. After about twenty minutes I heard a woman crying softly. It sounded like it was behind me. I looked over the chair and there she was, the woman from the other morning. As we had kind of been introduced, I said, "Hi, are you all right?" She looked up and I swear I was about to lose my head when she realised it was me. "Oh, it's you. I'm fine," she said, "What are you doing on the train so early?" I told her about the sprained ankle and how it happened and she started to laugh. Funny how one.