They were granted their freedom by a seemingly benevolent white man named Abraham Lincoln. They were given their freedom. Haitians fought for theirs. ... think that’s the fundamental difference between our people. The Haitian fights for what’s his. He demands justice. He demands respect. He works hard. He loves his God. He loves his family. He loves his country. He knows that he’s a unique human being with great worth in the eyes of the Lord. He knows his father and mother are descended from. I then see Jasmine take off her panties underneath her skirt and she squats over my face and puts her pussy im my mouth. I STILL DONT KNOW WHAT IM DOING! SHe tells me to lick and and suck it. Guess i was either a good listener or i was hurting her cause she was screaming. She then told me i was doing a good job. Then he s*s Ariel jerks my cock and sucks it so it was rock hard again. She puts it in her pussy and bounces up and down on it. After about 5 mins of this they switched. In my head i. The lights were on dim and the curtain was pulled. I knocked again and stepped down back on the pavement and thought maybe I had the wrong red truck. Then the door popped open and I heard Bob say “Get in Toby”.I climbed back up and almost lost my balance when Bob grabbed my arm and pulled me in. Bob was shirtless and had a pair of boxers on and I noticed how big he actually was in a small place. I said Bob, are you sure there is enough room; I can sleep in my car? Sure there’s enough room come. Usually, quickies in the car after work in a near empty mall parking lot (we both worked at the same store) or quickies at his apartment before I had to race home. This time was different, we had all of the time in the world and we used it.He bent me over and fucked me over the kitchen counter less than five minutes after I walked in the front door. I gave him a blowjob on the couch while we watched a movie in the living room. He went down on me in the bedroom before fucking me.It was the next.