I kissed her on the mouth before returning to my task, this time, repeating the procedure on her left breast.As I gave her lovely breasts some much-ne...ded attention, my left hand wandered down her stomach until I felt my hand touching the neat bush of dark pubic hair that sat above her pussy. Mrs. Taylor simply lay on the bed, enjoying the attention, as my fingers stroked her. After a few moments, I allowed my fingers to wander a little lower, touching Wendy’s wet pussy lips. She opened her. I went to my closet, and put on the first thing I grabbed, and then headed downstairs for breakfast. My brother was already in the kitchen, sitting at the table eating some fruit loops. I really didn't want to face my brother, so I pretended to ignore him as I made myself some scrambled eggs. After a few minutes, I noticed that I could feel my brother's eyes on me.Did he really see me yesterday, I wondered?He hasn't said anything, but would he really bring it up if he did. Maybe he didn't, I. She laughed just then with her hand on my cock and said, “Yes, I remember, but no one’s ever not shot their load when I do it like that.”She turned around and bent over to get the bar of soap. I looked at that beautiful ass, and I thought, it’s a shame she’s never tried or experienced anal sex. She stood up and handed me the bar of soap and said, “well, if you’re not going to cum, you might as well clean me up so we can get you on your back.” Once again, if a beautiful naked woman wants you to. There are two other employees in the warehouse besides me. One is a fifty-something year old white man, named Randal, and another black man in his thirties named, Jason. I learned that there are forty employees in total, and a little over half of them are black. As we walked around that day, several of the men called my neighbor by the name, Big Jim. I didn’t think too much about that at the time, since Jim is a big, muscular man.The warehouse crew handles both incoming raw materials and the.