Her fingers soon found her warm, wet mound. She started slowly rubbing her fingers against herself. She was entranced, watching Amber lying across the...table, her breasts squished against it. Her arched back leading down her firm ass behind which Eric was sliding his length in and out of her. Eric stood behind her, legs spread glistening in the morning sun with sweat. The sweat that comes from passion. She was getting hotter and hotter. Was she so worked up because she enjoyed watching them? Or. In the single room. Paul was sitting on the bed, he had the dark haired Janice standing in frontof him, his hands were under her nightshirt, fondling, gripping her buttocks,needing his fingers in between the firm globes, "You got a nice ass, round,firm couldn't take my eyes of it when it was up in the air and your mum waslicking your cunt out, you enjoyed that didn't you?" Janice shook her head but Paul kept on, "Oh so who was it shouting, oh yesmummy, now please it feels so funneeee." Janice. I served Wendy first, then myself and sat back.?Oh, almost forgot the ap?ritif,? Wendy smiled, ?I fixed you a special drink.? With this, she handed me a glass. She took up her own which was filled with what was apparently wine. ?Bottoms up, Jeremy. I know you like a nice jack and diet at the end of a hard day.?I took a long draught and licked my lips. ?Thanks sweetie, that’s really thoughtful of you.?Her grin grew even more devilish, ?You are so welcome, but don’t thank me just yet. ?We. Rockwell Elementary got most of its kids from around the factory that worked with steel for the auto industry. It wasn't all-black, but there were a good number of kids whose parents had come specifically to work at the factory. Osceola had mostly white and some Spanish kids whose parents were poor and worked at any job they could get. Grandpa used to hire some to work on the farm at harvest, but those jobs were few and far between now. A lot of them worked in restaurants and as janitors. I had.