.. whoever needed a crate of oranges. Inside the market, which was an amazing building like an old train station, there were meat sellers and cheese s...llers and people making touristy stuff like fudge, people selling pierogis (basically, Hungarian ravioli) in a million different flavors and all kinds of stuff. It was interesting, but more than that, it was pleasant being in her company because she was so lively and interested in it all. We wound up getting hot dogs for lunch at a little stand. His cock looked like a huge sausage flopping from side to side as he walked. Jenny took one look at him, gulped, and pulled their dinners out of the microwave. Skip pulled out a chair, sat down, and spread his legs, showing Jenny everything. He stroked her ass as she placed the steaming microwave dinner on the table in front of him."What's with all these clothes?" he said.Jenny was dressed in a blouse and shorts. Her feet were bare."What's with what you're wearing?" she said. She sat down. .willingly come! .Thank god it was after dark as she is totally nude and chained like some sort of slave,but there are still a lot of black people who see her! They call her a slut and a black cock whore, trying to humiliate her and say that she is white trash and that needs a real man to fuck this queen of spades white wife.....Every thing they needed was already in the room along with several other sadists and they were just drooling over this naked and shackled helpless and willing white. "What are you thinking?" she asked. I put my hand on the knot on her left hip and untied it."It's going to be rough on me," I said sincerely. She shook my chin and smiled. It was such a happy smile, the pressure in my chest increased. She undid the knot on her right hip and put her hands on my waist."You're an intelligent young man, David. You know about your mother and Roger." I don't want to make any assumptions," I said smiling widely."Do you expect me to give up women?" she asked with humor.