? ?It's Sheila, Ma'am. Sheila Quinlan .? ?Ah, you're Irish.? ?Yes, ma'am. Both sides. My mother was a Kildare.? ?I have some Irish blood as well,? she...offered. ?I am descended from slavesbrought here in the late 1820's. The owner was Irish and fathered quite a numberof children. My grandmother told me all about it. It was her grandmother whowas a slave. ?Looks like the times have changed quite a bit. Now we have wealthy blackwomen walking about freely at a slave auction that is selling white. But, due to flight delays, I got there relatively late. When I opened the door I saw three guys and Kevin drunk or high out of their mind. There were two latino brothers. The first latino was stocky, probably a former steroid user. And, the other was a nerdy, glasses-type bear. As for the other male, it was Kevin's cousin who recently finished a lengthy conviction for possession. He was bigger than Kevin, and had the build of a linebacker. Needless to say, I wanted him.After a bit of. In one smooth movement she slid down from the seat until her stileto heel's met the the rough tarmac road her dress riding up to her waist she had no knicker's on,smiling she slid both hands between her legs gently parting the lip's of her smooth pussy and started to pee,as the first stream hit the tarmac splashing onto both her and my shoes,the sound of her pee and the sweat from my browdripping in union with it,the setting sun and dropping temperature highlighted the steam rising from the. She said there’s only one bathroom that too in my room, you can fresh up there. I said thank you and went to my room stripped my clothes tied a towel and went to washroom, got freshed up myself and came out, she was there standing and combing her hair looking into dressing table mirror, I slowly walked to my room watching her sexy ass.I got dressed just into a t-shirt and boxer without underwear, again we chitchatted sometime watching TV, I was starring at her sexy curves while talking, At 11’o.