I noticed the table was a ‘bangers’ table. The cloth was slow and the rails were worn, meaning that finesse was only marginally advantageous.Yeah,...I can shoot pool and was taught by my uncle who used to play with Willie Mosconi and Minnesota Fats. My hand-eye coordination gave me an edge and my instruction and previous intense practice made me very competitive. I usually beat bangers routinely.Since I was wearing my black sniper fatigues, I caught their attention and Lopper just had to show me. We had to travel into town to get groceries and such. Granmah Dorothy yelled at me from the other side of the house saying, "Lets go Sarah!... We got plenty of things to do today honeybunch. Plus, you know how your granfathrr gets when he has to wait too long..." Granpah didn't really speak much to me but when he did, he usually meant business. I rushed as quick as I could putting on my shoes without tying up the laces and I ran out to granpah's truck. At the market there was this real cute. "They're great to play withwhile you're watching Mama make sex with Papa." Angela. Are you wearing anything else. Maybe something that set offthe metal detector today?" Um, I have my cage on, sir." Your cage?" My chastity cage. Mama likes it when I wear it. It's a small one, butMama said it keeps me in control. I'm also wearing a butt plug. Itfeels very nice."The crowd chuckled again. This was more fun that the O.J. trial."Angela, do you know that people laugh at you? Make fun of you?" They. She started talking about how hot that scene was and rubbing her clit then she pulled out my dick and started sucking me off while she watched it. Eventually her and I are just fucking, no condom or anything and shes humping my fucking cock off, like i actually thought it was gonna snap at one point hahah and shes all watching the chick suck off sean and she starts talking about how thats how she sucks black dick and just starts talking about how much she loves black boys and wants to jam them.