One day while doing my usual routine on the Universal, I again caught myself sitting there lost in fantasy as E.B. Girl did her thing on the treadmill... I must have been lost in thought for several minutes thinking that no one noticed when suddenly she stopped the machine and turned around.“Are you looking at me?” she asked coyly.I was stunned into complete silence as my mind fumbled for something to say.“Uh, yes.” I managed as best I could.“Well, then come over here and take a closer look,” she. She then lifted her head and pecked me on the lips and laid back down. I felt her ass cheek and slowly moved my hand inside her thigh and she adjusted her body to allow entry. Then I split the lips of her gorgeous vagina and just stared at its magnificence. I could fuck her all day and still want more. “Damn, you taste so good. Last night was great,” I said. I kept rubbing and caressing her pussy gently as we talked.“Yeah?” She asked leaning up to kiss me again. “Well, no one’s ever fucked me. This rich bitch would fuck anyone that gave her attention, and she was out of her mind. She would throw a fit if you didn't fuck her when and where she wanted on the spot. She would even go as far as threaten to kill herself. And honestly the slut pissed me off. She was the choir whore but had never been with a black man before (to my knowledge anyway). That all changed when she told me to get my "Lazy nigger ass over there" so i could fuck her like she deserves.Now I had just cleaned the. " She bustled about the room, and Jason twisted his head this way and that to follow her motions. "Actually," she continued, as she rummaged in a drawer, "I'm hoping you'll enjoy what I have planned for you. I'm not cruel, you know- just vindictive. And guests that fuck the maid must be punished," she finished, with a sardonic tone to her voice. Jason was relieved. He realized that for the moment, he was safe. And apparently, Mandy intended this to be all in fun. He looked down at his.