They were all amazing lookers too.One day they were discussing their disappointment and Trace, as she likes to called said they should go to a nice cl...b in town. The other 2 girls asked as to where that was and what kinda club?Trace explained that she had chatted to lad in the warehouse where they worked and he said that the back of town was a negro club, they invited white Lady's, but not white guys?Sue said,' Oh a bit racist of them!'. They all laughed.After a chat they all agreed to give it. But as Paul looked closer he could see the beads of sweat slowly running down her chest, making their way over the contours of her breasts, under the strip of material between the two triangles of her bikini. He carried on watching them as they made their way to her flat stomach, his eyes leaving them behind as he looked at her thighs.She felt his gaze on her skin and looked over at him. As she opened her eyes to see him she saw nothing behind the tinted lenses of his sunglasses to give away. She understood and grabbed it out of my hands, then turned around in front of me, bending over and pulling her buttocks open with one hand while she steadied herself against her table with another. Her pussy looked so inviting, it made my mouth water, but I forced myself to act aloof and in control. Controlling even, perhaps. She wiggled her butt a little, which gave her buttocks a nice little bounce as she ran the thick pen down along her crack and into her puffy slit, moving it in and out.In. As they broke Anna saw the look between them and was worried they would fight. Seeing the way they shook hands and bumped knuckles made her breath a sigh of relief. When she looked at the other man she was amazed at the sight, but said nothing. Fabiano saw her and gave her a polite smile and turned without a word. Marcus waited for his friend to leave then turned to Anna. ‘That is Mijah’s coach. He is a great fighter and told me something important. She is training double hard for you. I think.