I push my hips out, grinding into him, begging him to fuck me. His hand crushes over my mouth as his cock drives into me. My eyes roll back in ecstasy... his body pinning me to the wall. I can hear the laughter and good times not that far away, but the sound of his heavy breathing and his groans of pleasure brings me back. The weight of my breasts bouncing with his every thrust is newly erotic to me and the brick scraping my skin raw only fuels my arousal. I am completely lost in the sensations. For a moment, Hazel froze, this was the first time she'd been kissed this way by a woman and her mind was in turmoil. Half of it was telling no, this was wrong, while the other half was hoping that Jacquie wouldn't stop at just kissing her. The decision was taken out of her hands though, as one of Jacquie's hands slid into the top of Hazel's dressing gown and started to stroke her rapidly hardening nipple. Hazel groaned and suddenly the crotch of her panties wasn't just moist, it was soaked as. First of all every customer would peek through the whole and see me. They wanted to know the white girl was blowing them. The guy would ask how much, and he'd shove his dick through the hole. It got easier over time but it felt strange at first. Grabbing the shaft of his black cock, licking, kissing it and hearing him moan. The word must have spread that I can deepthroat because literally everyone asks me to. BBC after BBC, guys came in my mouth, on my tits and my face. Sooooo many guys asked. ’ The man I didn’t know stood up and asked, ‘Mrs. Nadine Peterson?’ He held out an envelope. Mom took it. He said, ‘You’ve been served.’ He turned to me and asked, ‘Pale Eagle, may I stay?’ ‘Sorry, no. From now on it’s a family matter. Leave it that way. Please.’ He shook my hand and left. Mom asked, ‘Why did he ask you?’ ‘Dad doesn’t have a dime. He can’t hire a server. I did. As soon as the divorce is final I’m going to offer him a job, on my farm.’ ‘How can you do this to us?’ Maureen.