As Saturday morning came around, I packed a backpack with my swimsuit and some clean underwear, and made sure to throw in a couple condoms. I was nerv...us as I drove over there, questioning my decision, but continuing to go.As I parked, I took a deep breath, got out of the car, and headed in the front door. Cautiously walking up to the front desk, I saw her. She was on the phone, but as she looked over at me, she smiled and said, “We’ll be right with you.”She was a light skinned black girl, very. I just glanced at her and the smile broadened just slightly. What is she up to, I wondered. Then she ushered Annabelle out and looked at me as she closed the door."I'll see you later," and she was gone.Well, blow me, that was a surprise. I have to admit that I had half expected her to organise a male secretary, just to give the other girls something to, um ... lust after? Whatever, I wasn't expecting anything like Annabelle. The reason for the shock? Annabelle was of above average height, say. The household of my husband treated me as a slave, all the men of the family took advantage of me, and the women made me work very hard. I thought that I was coming to a very easy life, but it was many times worse than I had in Pakistan. I was afraid, as I was told many bad things would happen if I left. One day I just had had enough and I left with just a few things, I met an English woman and we came down here. But we had nowhere to live and men kept abusing me, and calling me 'Black Ham'. I. Lily continued fucking Mike while Leslie stared as if frozen by her emotions. After a while longer Lily touched Leslie's arm as if to break her trance and sternly said, "Sit on his face."Leslie moved so quickly over Mike's face that it was like she had been coiled and waiting for a command. She brought her pussy down on Mike's face and he immediately reached his tongue inside her and lapped excitedly at her heavy wetness. Leslie groaned and settled over Mike's face momentarily before he felt.