She handed me the key and the two of us walked in together, still with our arms around each other’s waist.I sat down on the bed as Sarah walked into...the restroom, to freshen up. I looked at my watch, noticing how late it was, three am. I laid back resting my eyes a little. A few moments later I felt Sarah get on the bed. I opened my eyes and she was only in her panties. She moved her mouth to mine as we started the most sensual probing of each other’s mouths. Her breasts felt wonderful on my. Cale looked at me, worry etched deeply around his eyes. I wanted to ease his fears, but I couldn’t stop the laughter that came billowing out of me. I know he thought I was cracking up, and perhaps I was, but it was either laugh or cry until my eyes were dryer than dust. I had to let it out somehow, and once it started, there was no force on the earth that could have stopped it. Cale sat down beside me without a word and grabbed my hand tightly. Eventually the tears I had managed to avoid,. " Joyce looked at me, her eyes full of pity. "But I should have a talk with my client first," she said. "You can be lucky that you are even allowed to be here, Miss," he only said and looked at me. His face blank - mine full of rage. "What a jerk," I thought to myself. "I'm special agent Dale Robbins," he introduced himself. "Now you tell me what happened there at this warehouse." I looked at him in silence."Excuse me, Agent Robbins, but you can't be serious, this girl just lost her sister. Charles led me to the older black man, who appeared to be the manager and ordered me to spread my legs and grab my ankles. Now my ass and shave pussy was in full sight. OMG! I forgot about the temporary tattoos and the dirty writing! The old guy chuckled as he shoved 3 fingers into my wet pussy. Charles was loudly telling him what a black cock whore I was. I couldn't stop moaning as the wet sounds permeated the bookstore. Then, without warning, the old black man jammed his thumb up my ass. I.