He was naked from the waist down except for the black socks, and his legs were spread. A few unopened beer cans remained on the table between the couc... and chair. The empty ones littered the floor. With the coffee table pushed aside, there was no place for Bufford or his brother to put the empties.A young black woman, kneeling between Bufford’s spread legs, had his dick inside her mouth. She was the reason he had kicked the coffee table away. The woman’s ankle-length dress pooled on the floor. Steve was the manager and he knew me but was not a close friend like John was. He just smiled and said he needed to run a charge on my credit to see just how many weapons he could sell me. I gave him my credit card and was waiting for him to start laughing. He ran the card and said, "I will start with 10 Rugers @ $500 each, 10 Armalites @ $1150 each, and 10 Mossburgs @ $350 each that is only $20,000."When he shook his head and look up at me all wide eyed I got scared. As he walked back to me. Tasting you!We are going to love this with each other.My right hand moves up your tummy to just near your breast as I slowly maneuver down your tummy, sprinkling you with luscious wet to a stop directly above your gorgeous, trimmed vulva. You’re still gently stroking erect clit, as I pause to worship your lovely pussy from a scant few inches. Alternately watching your eyes and the your fingers as you masturbate. I am entranced. I sense your legs raise and lower your calves upon my shoulders;. But they did not hurt you? I quiz so more.Nope, like we told you last night we ain't got nothing, Howle flashes me a humorless grin. Until you showed up we didn't even have no girls. They didn't like that. He hurruphs.They didn't? I wonder aloud. What else can you remember. I ask as I turn my gaze inward. What are they up to? I wonder to myself.Well we told them our troubles, about the Brutes and all. They said they was going to take care of it for us. He stops, thinks hard for a moment and.