"Do you like these, Dave?" How was I supposed to answer that? Over the years, I had regularly perved on her hosed legs. Of course I liked them. Right ...hen, I wanted to reach over and run my hands along those superb legs. Sara let the question hang in the air for what seemed an eternity. My pulse was racing and I felt like this was a defining moment. This was the moment where I should have thought of my marriage. Instead, my thoughts were only of Sara. She broke the silence by simply saying,. ’ He said. ‘Some debts can’t be repaid.’ ‘Ah, shit man!’ The black man replied, almost instantly. ‘You think I don’t know there’s gonna be some interest?!? Some steep interest? Yeah, I know that man. And I can still pay it.’ ‘I don’t think you’re keen to the situation yet, my man. There’s definitely some repayment going to be made, but it won’t be in the form of money.’ He drawled, then sat back in his chair and closed his eyes. He had no worry of his company tearing free. The chair was bolted. I left the room and walked around the corner and back into the video section. I walked next to a man I had seen earlier. I had noticed him staring at Sandy, like anyone in the store could not. He looked like a regular guy, about 6' 2", like a small football linebacker."Hey buddy. I bet if you wandered into room 6 that you would not regret it." He must have remembered her, because he just smiled. I turned and walked back to through the hallway and entered the room."Good girl. On your knees and. Macario was grinning at her as though he could see every terrified thought that flitted through the lanky brunette's beautiful but vacuous head. He held out his hand and Vicky watched herself reach out and take it. Then she was straddling his legs, her pussy screaming with need, air rasping in and out of her tortured lungs as she tried to control her breathing.She climbed forward, up that well-toned body, pressing Mac's cock forward as well, until it was almost flat against both their stomachs..