She drank it down, her eyes watching me. I smiled reassuringly at her.When she was done, I asked her, "Is it okay if I look at the scratches on your b...ck?"She nodded. I moved behind her and raised the back of her shirt up. The scratches were scabbed over, but I didn't think I saw any sign of infection or anything. I wasn't a doctor, so I just had to judge how they looked right then as opposed to how they looked the day before."I think you're doing okay," I told her, lowering her shirt back. ?Find Greg and Lincoln. Now.? She thought she was managing the team properly. She thought she was doing everything right. She thought they were all on the same page as to their intents, but she thought wrong. The boys were doing something they had agreed not to, and it sickened her. A scream came from one of the back rooms. Judy sprinted back into the central lobby and towards the scream. Delores Clamp stumbled out of the room, her skin pale, her lips trembling. Judy sprinted. Much to my surprise she was going crazy with pleasure. Soon I had two fingers going quickly in and out of her asshole and she was matching my strokes with the backward pressure of her ass. After about five minutes she started shuddering in an intense orgasm that seemed to last several minutes. Soon she relaxed and reached around and started rubbing my rock hard dick which needed relief. Again much to my surprise, She lubricated her hand in her pussy and rubbed it all over my dick and slowly. As for Mr. Perkins, I know for a fact he quit or got fired later that summer. I've heard he's out of teaching, back with his old lady, and selling insurance somewhere upstate." After a short struggle, Jan stood up and walked unsteadily to the door. She paused, and turned to face her audience of one. "So that's why, dear Claire, I don't do it with white guys. Mr. Perkins turned me off the breed." Taking a deep breath, she clenched her fists and stared at the floor. Her body began to tremble as a.