Music filled the small space quickly and it brought a smile to her face. Her boyfriend, Mark, must have left a CD for her. Sure enough, she looked dow... at the dash and saw a post-it with his writing on it. “Just thought you could use a little something to get you through. See you tomorrow!” As exhausted as she was, Rachel couldn’t help but smile as “Brown-Eyed Girl” played on her way home. Corny as it was, Mark loved to sing it to her, always teasing her that her dark eyes didn’t match her. It was somewhere here, but… where? So I parted the asscheeks and peered into the Glory hole. %%%%%%%% I decided to get off the bed so I’d work more comfortably with the pussy. She assisted me by looking for the best position on her 4’s and my enquire were answered: “Where’s that hairy pussy of yours, Mrs. Paula? can’t find it.” With my my rod only resting on her buttock, I tried again and parted the asscheeks, so I’d see the cunt. Bingo!! I no sooner spot it, I began to aim my rod in. I was at the park sunbathing in my chair reading a book. The book was a trashy novel that made me get a little aroused. I had slid my fingers into my bikini bottom and masturbated for a little while. It felt so good. I rubbed and played with my clit, while I inserted several fingers into my wet pussy. I was really having a good time when, I had noticed a guy behind a tree watching me. I didn't stop what I was doing I just kept going. I like to be watched and get off by that. He only approached. I handed the girl her indenture."What's this for?" she said, as I got us moving again."You are free," I told her, digging out some smaller coins and handing them to her without looking. "Here's your freedom dues." No," she sobbed. "You keep it. I don' wanna be free. I ain' ready t'be free." You got a pocket," I said, "put that money and paper in it. Fold it up. You're free, just like the country." No, I ain't," she cried, stamping her feet. "We ain' free, none a'us." Well," I told her, 'we will.