On his second attempt he hoped to do better.There was some improvement in that his expectations were more finely honed. Otherwise, the trip was as uns...ccessful as his first try a few days before. As he guided his cart through the aisles of cereal and cake mixes, it was apparent that he couldn't go fast enough, or slow enough, to suit those around him. No matter where he might park his cart, it was in someone's way. No aisle seemed wide enough.It was hard to pay attention to the merchandise and. A second was brought out without me even asking for it. Then Reggie came out, spoke to Ron briefly, and Ron came over, gave me a kiss on the lips, and said "Have fun, I'll be over there out of the way."I giggled, patting his ass saying "Good, enjoy the show."Then Reggie came over, took a seat on a chair across from me, and a camera man came over, pointed it to his face, and Reggie said "Hey there. Today we've been awarded with the presence of another white woman that loves black dick. I'd like. So don't worry about me. I can only hope that you will give me the same courtesy."We nodded again, as we watched him turn towards the door and ride off in his golf cart. We walked back into the barn and closed the door. And that's when it hit me…literally. Shay took a handful of my hair in her hand, spun me around, and slapped me twice in the face: first with her forehand and then backhanded. She let go of my hair and pushed me so hard I lurched forward a few steps and fell to the ground. . Ordinarily she would have welcomed his cum in her cunt; she might well have climaxed again had he done so, but she frankly didn’t care where he came or how much, just that he was done. He lay down next to her on the grass and caressed her breasts, but she pushed him away and said, “We should get back.” In exhaustion he said, “You go back first.” She nodded in relief, and he added, “Don’t want anyone to suspect.” “Yeah.” That would be bad, she thought, people suspecting she had been with him..