No hotels would accept Negroes as patrons, and nobody wanted to sleep in a livery stable, so camping was the only option. Whenever we needed provision..., Janet or I would go into a town with the odd wagon and two of the Negro women to purchase what we needed. We figured that either one of us could protect the group on the excursion, and we could put two shotguns in the wagon for the Negro women to use if the situation demanded it.Whenever we came to a fairly large town, and Houston was the first. Why don't you come a little closer?"Jenna found herself walking towards the bed. She was breathing hard now,and she knew she was getting wet down below."You look a little flushed, maybe you should lie down." Ashley led Jennaonto the bed, where she slowly took off her blouse and slid down herskirt."Ahh...stoppp..." Jenna moaned, but unable to do anything.Pulling down her panties, Ashley moved towards Jenna's exposed lips, "Letme help you with that." AHHN! AAHH!" Ashley began furiously licking. Above this, a smart thin black belt encircled her waist, and into her skirt was tucked a plain white fly-front shirt, neatly tailored with shaped sides to accentuate her figure; this was artfully unbuttoned almost down to the band of her plunge bra. On top, she wore a short single-breasted jacket which matched her skirt, swinging open with its only button undone. She had on a pair of black strappy shoes with a two-inch heel, and a stylish black leather bag, slung over her right shoulder by. Sweat dripped from his chest onto her ass as he fucked her. Eventually he let go of her hair and watched her head pitch forward as he slowed his rhythm. Bringing his hand back, he opened it flat above her ass. He wasn't sure how she'd react to what was coming next.Heather yelped in surprise when the first slap came down on her left cheek. John waited a moment, wondering if she'd tell him no. When she said nothing, he whacked her again, this time harder on the right cheek. She cried out, but not.