Each movement seemed to agitate the sensuous torment in her loins. She shook her head and smiled faintly. It was a good thing Dell had gone before she...finished the martinis! She needed it so bad right then she would have flopped for the Quentins' gardener--black as he was!Suddenly, a vivid picture of one of her "clients" flashed through her mind. He always liked her down on all-fours, dog- fashion. The memory was so sharp and keen she could almost feel his penis gliding in and out of her. Thanks again for doing this!”“No problem.”Prince looked the vehicle over and gave his recommendations based on order of importance.“You’re so good at what you do,” the healthcare worker wearing jeggings and a tight graphic tee smiled.“I try.”“You succeed.”“Where you from?”“My mom is Brazilian. My dad was Black.”“Ain’t Brazilians Black?”“We have a lot of African ancestry, but mom isn’t really Black.”“Oh okay.”“I didn’t mean to offend you.”“I’m not offended.”“Can I get some water please?”“Sure. “Okay, see you in an hour,” Tommy said as he turned and headed back down the path from where they came.The girls headed in the other direction as Tommy retraced his footsteps, but instead of taking the path to the arcade, he headed straight back to their cottage, doing his best to conceal his painfully hard erection with the blue and white towel he held in front of him.Tommy entered the cottage and went straight to his and Lindsay’s room. He threw himself onto his bed, and almost before his. Humiliated in ecstasy, he shot his seed to the disturbed earth liberally, to the jeering satisfaction of Hortense in particular, her utter contempt for him peaking and awarding her smug and justified pleasure as she watched him spend lustily.“See him crave punishment ladies! ... and oh, how he’s going to know punishment!” Georgina held the leash nice and taut, as the naked and defeated Tanner continued to jerk and shoot his mess in pure ecstasy at his lot, the dominant matriarch’s words.