Back in the day, the Black woman was the slave of the White woman. The White man ruled the world. Today, the White woman rules the world and the White...man is her number two. The Black woman thought the White woman would choose her to be her second-in-command. Hell, some Black women who call themselves Feminists foolishly think White women consider them their equals. In America, there is no one more racist than a privileged White woman. Trust me on this one. I know it for a fact. The redneck. ?John, what have you done to yourself?? She still has a hold on my wrist. It is just like she used to do when I was a kid. It was her grip of steel, used when she discovered I had done something bad?June, please let me go. I don?t want to talk about it now. I will tell you all about it tomorrow,? but she held sternly onto my left wrist. I looked behind her in horror as my mother emerged from the convenience store and started to walk toward June. She was 30 feet away and looking at us. ?June,. My cock was already beginning to swell with my arousal, and Jennifer quickly grabbed ahold and began to pump me to full hardness."I'm so horny," she panted. "I don't want any foreplay right now. There'll be time enough for that later. Right now, I just want this," she said, giving my cock a squeeze, "in me." I nodded, reaching out to cup her warm pussy, already dripping wet with her juices.Looking me in the eye, Jennifer sat up on her haunches, giving me a full view of her breasts and pussy.. He looked wistfully at the controls.“You current?” I asked.“I am,” he said.“Wanna go for a ride?” I suggested. He had received the Navy Cross for his exploits and they don’t take medals away if the circumstances don’t fit the reports.“Got your card?”“Always,” he took out his wallet ... sure enough ... current license.“Hilda?” I shouted out the side sliding window.“What?”“Get these folks moved back. J.J. and I are taking a hop.”I had him do the check list ... I read, he did. “Wow ... thirty.