The sun had burned her in a fearful way before her skin finally took on that same rich golden hue she had so much admired in her darling friend Martha...- Martha whose memory still brought tears to her eyes now that she was parted from her for the first time in so many long and happy years.In the first weeks of her journey towards the clement South, where she must spend the winter or perish, her feet had caused her many bitter torments as they slowly and painfully adjusted to their new unshod. Maybe he could entice some of the men below to come up on the roof. One sure way to do that would be to throw a body through a skylight.There was only one ladder from the ground to the roof, so that was a good spot to ambush a man as he climbed to the roof to investigate the trouble up there. The first man The Ghost killed had a broken neck and no cuts on his body, so he was the perfect candidate to pitch down through the skylight. All they would have was a dead body with no obvious reason for. Susan let out a loud moan as my thumb rubbed circles on her clit. I took this moment to give Susan a good tongue fucking. Her hands were rubbing on my head as my tongue slip in and out."I want that black dick, Marcus. Please feed that big dick to my white pussy." Susan begged.I rose from between her legs and we kiss. I still had her wet juices on lips and she still had traces of my cum on hers. I broke away from our kiss and begin to rub my cock against her wet slit. I slapped my dick across. While I was looking at pictures I noticed a chat icon on the bottom of the screen. I decided to see who might be there and logged in. Immediately several men invited me for private chats. I stayed on with two who seemed the most fun and chatted away, allowing my pocket rocket to perform the acts the men suggested and enjoying a prolonged O during which I unintentionally sent the message AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa to my unseen partners. I sent the video to my husband,.