I knew he wanted me to part my lips, but I resisted. Jess reached out and put a hand on the back of my head. He pushed his prick hard against my mouth...and I finally opened for him. He tried to shove as much of that black cock into my mouth. I could barely take a few inches down. Jess proceeded to fuck my mouth with his black oak. He tasted all musty and I wanted to gag on his prick. What little time I sucked on Jess seemed to make him hard. He pulled back and he took off his clothes in front of. I couldn’t decide which one grossed me out more. Mr. Grisham enjoyed it, able to watch the scenery while I did the grunt work.Painting walls in the afternoon was a little better. That is, until I tried to wash the paint off. Industrial paint wasn’t like regular paint at all and it took some scrubbing to get it off of my hands. I was bent over the utility sink, picking and peeling paint, when a swat out of nowhere struck my back side.“Fuck me!” I exclaimed, raising up and grabbing an ass cheek,. ”“Cheyenne Cross.” and with that her headphones went on. As her workout began I couldn’t keep my eyes off her. By the time I decided to call it quits I had a raging hard on that would have been visible from the front door of the establishment if it hadn’t been for the compression shorts I was wearing under my gym shorts. It had only been 15 minutes and my day at the gym was done. My head was spinning I had never yearned for a being so bad in my entire life. This was so uncharacteristic of me. She enjoys being called a whore, a slut, an asslicker, a bitch....etc. it turns her on like no tomorrow. she is living at this facility because her mom is in and out of rehab. she admits that if it was up to her she would live with her aunt and cousin. her aunt according to Nadine is a true whore and i think Nadine is following in her footsteps. if you have not read the previous stories please read them. you'll understand what is happening in these stories as i relate them with Nadine's.