Then I felt her left hand go down my shirt and to the top of my pants. I looked at her eyes as she felt my hard chest. She stopped and began to kiss m... lips. I was french kissing her as she bit my upper lip. I moved my hand around her big hips and felt her firm ass next to my face. She was a little unsteady on her platform shoes and leaned against me for balance.I unbuckled her mini skirt and it fell to her ankles. She stepped out of it and smiled. I saw her pussy was glistening and I rubbed. I closed my eyes and felt tears running up my eyes “it’s ok baby” he whispers in my ear and held me tight. He didn’t have to do that but he was being gentle. I let go and held him hard as tears continued to run down my cheeks, I didn’t make any sound not wanting my husband to be mad at me. I looked over at them again and this time he was on top of her missionary style and her moaning got louder. I was watching my husband fuck another woman… but I did agree to this. He caresses my back and. It's bad enough I was staring. That could have gotten me killed. Yeah, I get what you mean a negro man isn't allowed to stare at white women. It's a good thing Master Thomas didn't see. It's really bad knowing you're attracted to his daughter. Possibly fooling around with her is a death sentence. At the end of the day, she is still a white woman. Hey, let's play a game. Umm sure. What you have in mind. The game is you don't talk about white women and get to work.” his smile quickly turned into. I had more money in my left boot before Nick lifted it than you have in your whole mattress that Nick is now laying on and probably pilfering as we wrangle about this and about that. And I’m entitled to what is rightfully mine. I’ve fought thru the Civil War, the Revolutionary War, the Indian War with Custer at Little Big Horn, plus I’m up for the lead in “The Ballad of Andy Crocker” returning from the bush, and not Audra’s, but, Joey’s, so don’t even start about Audra. She’s as pure as the.