But it also meant people, and they tended to have pitchforks and superstitions. I cursed as another growl escaped my gut, and looked again at the smok.... I found myself, drawn nearly against my will, walking forward. I pulled the hood of my long coat forward, settling it over my compact horns. I found myself gripping the wire hilt of my knife; a large dagger with a wicked curve, my only possession of worth. It was. . . comforting.It only took an hour to reach the source of the smoke, a lone. They are both on right now. I nodded and left. At the Blue Note the driver looked around nervously and let me out. Like too many white people he was afraid to be surrounded by people of color, especially in East Dallas. As long as the beer held out and the jazz was cool I did not give a shit. I waved at John Henry Jones at the door and he waved me on in. You steal a load of money? he asked, looking at the limo. Nah, I hit a number and want to celebrate. I grinned and went on in. Sassy Barnes. He ended up taking all of his clothes off in front of us. He sat down in his chair opposite us, legs spread, casually drinking his beer. He would periodically play with his cock and was sporting a hairless ¾ erection. Due to our collective inebriation, we didn’t notice Steve’s father approaching us from inside via the sliding glass door. He came up to our group, obviously drunk, himself, and saw us drinking his beers from a cooler. He casually mumbled that we shouldn’t be drinking so much, bent. Her hips are bucking so I know I am doing something right. She bites my clit and my legs start to shake. I suck harder on her clit and bite it as well and her legs clamp around my face. I can feel her juices running down my cheeks and dripping off my chin. Fuck this is so hot, fuck! I think.Suddenly Mo freezes and cums hard on my face. That sends me over the edge and I squirt onto her face as well.“Fuck! Cumming!” she yells as her orgasm continues to wrack her. We both suck and quiver.