Most women are like that. In no time, she was working for me as part of my stable of sluts whom I was determined to teach the value of hard work to. T...e third worker was a large, big-bottomed black woman named Jacqueline Brown. Like so many black women from the United States of America, she was lazy, rude and downright vicious. She had nothing to do all day but to cuss about black men. She lived off welfare, basically taking advantage of the United States government and taxpayers everywhere.. For the entire meal she was expressive and full of a joy that had never surfaced before. Smiles punctuated the afternoon. We didn't leave the restaurant until three that afternoon.We met for coffee several more times. At lunch before Thanksgiving, she dropped a bomb on me when she asked, "Have you had sex with many of your girlfriends?"It was awkward. I looked away, took a sip of coffee, then scratched the top of my head. She could tell that I was embarrassed."I'm asking because recently, the. I wanted to be near this handsome young boy and found that talking andbeing with him was making my pussy wet. I was trying to give him thechance to ask me, but I've no courage and was afraid of him not knowinghow badly I wanted him.He especially loved to come to the house when I wore shilwar qameez. Hewould always try to see if he could get a glimpse of my tits through myneck, or staring at my buttocks through the side of my shilwar. I startedto wear the cloth a little more provocatively;. One of her friends in the hotel had eaten her when they had shared a room. Their friends had just fucked both of them, and had asked them to do some girl-girl things so they could watch. She always enjoyed having a boyfriend eat her pussy, and this wasn't that much different. Gina ate her for a good bit, and made her cum 3 or 4 times. She had been dizzy-headed, and went up the stairs, afterward, and forgot her shift. She was lucky she had her door key on a string around her neck or she couldn't.