Amy continued, "Now, each of the women stand in a circle outside the men's circle."Most of the women also did as instructed.Amy continued, "When the m...sic starts, you start walking around the circle. And do I really need to tell you what to do when the music stops?" drawing a laugh from all the women.A moment later, the music started and Ken looked up at the ceiling as the women paraded past him stepping dangerously close to his head as they each walked by. He noticed some of them glare down at. The door opened again and another African entered the store. This one made a preliminary glance at the shelves before turning to look at the teenager. Nanni sighed again. Africans rarely bought good from his store. He wondered if the young girl would buy, or just browse. She was younger than his usual white customers.Young, very pretty, and so soft, his gaze returned to her pretty features. She leaned forward to examine something and the material of her jeans tightened across her curvy. " Please don't come inside me. I am not on pill." Shut up whore! Do I look like I give a damn about what you want or what you fear? I am only here to take what I want and I want your holes, unconditionally. And I am going to take what I want. Do you understand whore?" Yes, sir." Do you fear that you get pregnant to my bastards? Are you afraid of your little soon-to-be-hubby?" No, my pussy belongs to you. Take it, do what you want. Fill it with your little swimmers. Please, I beg you. Come. She kisses me, letting me taste my own cum. 'My turn," she says, and lowers her wet underwear...TO BE CONTINUED...NOW IM GOING TO WRITE RANDOM LETTERS TO GET TO.