Non-union," he said. He pointed at Jay, "Smart moveleaving. Shoulda left in the 80s. Moved South." How come you didn't?" Esme asked."Family. Fami...y here." He looked at Jay, who looked away.The white man spoke, "Plus, you figured the good times would last.Bethlehem Steel wasn't going nowhere. Until it did." He shrugged."Well, anyway, that's it, Ms. Esme Entwistle from Crewe, England. Goodluck on your story. Not what you thought, huh?"Esme looked down. She then took down their. He pleased her with his fingers for a moment more as he unbuttoned his jeans and pulled out his throbbing member to stroke some pleasure of his own. She seen this and volunteered her tongue to serve his pleasure. He lay back on the floor as she took his length into her hot mouth. He grinned wickedly at the sight and then closed his eyes to enjoy her touch.She wiggled her tongue over his head and took long licks from his base to tip. She massaged his balls with her left hand fingers as she took. "Bad girl, wanting to be spanked while she's getting fucked," Aly taunted, switching back and forth between hands as gave Demi's ass smack after smack."So bad," Demi said, dropping down onto her elbows as she pushed back against the dildo. She'd never been spanked before, at least not in a sexual, but it felt amazing and it was quickly rocketing her towards her climax."How bad are you? Because really bad girls need more than just a spanking," Aly said, slapping Demi's ass and then dragging her. ” I responded, “Oh you would?” She quickly said, “I meant yours of course.” Her response got me to thinking, if I can’t successfully fuck her, perhaps it is time to try and open her up to the idea of another cock. Each time I would use the dildo on my wife, I would slip in the idea of how good a real cock would feel. At first, she would protest that the only real cock she wanted was mine, but slowly her protests began to wane. As her protests slowed, I picked up the pace of discussing a real.