"I prod her with the muzzle of the gun and back her to the wall. "Hands where I can see them please, Miss Talbot..." I bury the muzzle in her belly an... look her in the eye. "I suppose that if you know who sent me, then you know what business I have." Do I?" she shoots back, holding her chin in the air defiantly."I think you do," I reply, pressing the muzzle deeper into the softness of her belly, just below the ribs. "I think you know why I'm here and what I'm after, and if you're as sensible as. She walks of to the bedroom and comes back a minute later with a gleam in her eyes and the tube of lube. Without saying anything she bends over the table, her beatiful ass staring straight at me. Looking back she asks what I'm waiting for, I say what do you want me to do? She looks back at me and says I want your cock where your finger was when you made me cum so hard I'm still shivering thinking about it. With that I popped open the lube and coated a couple of fingers in it as well as. And he ain’t related so he’s not one of us.”“He treats niggers like dirt.”The black woman stopped sucking and glanced up at Bufford. He slapped her face so hard her head spun to the side. His cock bumped the inside of her cheek before popping from her mouth. Tears formed in her eyes as she rubbed the cheek that was turning a darker color.“Cunt, get your fuckin’ mouth back on my dick!” Bufford said.With tears streaming down her coffee-colored cheeks, she stuffed his cock back into her mouth. Her. He went to his room, showered and wrapped a towel around his waist. Walking into his bedroom he noticed the mosquito net on his bed was open, though he was certain it had been closed when he went to shower. Approaching the bed he noticed she was lying in it, a sheet draped over her work of art. Sharleen called him over to her. He came closer, the droplets of moisture from the shower forming little rivers down Jay's smooth, naked chest. She sat up, sliding the sheet off and revealing her naked.