Your smile disappeared for a brief moment as your eyes studied my face. You looked into my eyes and grinned again, biting your lip a little. You were ...till silent. Taking the plunge, I swallowed and said very quietly, ‘Who do I have the pleasure of meeting, Miss?’ You looked to the floor, hiding a slight blush. Then you reached into your apron pocket and took out a thin sheet of rock and a piece of chalk. I frowned and in response you brought the slate (the rock) up close and began writing on. “Oh yeah baby, all the white cunts want my big black dick, and they all are smiling after I give them what they want. I’m gonna give your tight, white cunt what you need!”He got into position, and I could see him set his big cock against her tight, swollen pussy lips. Her lips were soaked with the juices of her lust, nudging against her, he grabbed her hips, and smoothly drove in. I heard Charlene shriek as his cock split her open. His big black cock surged in, parting. At that moment I was ready for bed and sleep, not sex. The motel was one of those things with cracker boxes stacked on top of each other. Little more than a glorified version of a flop house. It didn't matter at all to me. the bed was all I had in mind.The bed was a king sized behemoth, so there was plenty of room for an orgy, if one was so inclined. Too bad I wasn't in the mood. I had the brother's grim on my mind, nothing more. I was pleasantly surprised to find that Martin was the same.It. I tried but could not enter her blouse as it was too tight leaving very little scope for intrusion. I was surprised that after that small m*****ation bid , she actually thanked me for my Birthday Wishes and the Present I got her instead of being rude or abusive. I was surprised at my own courage and from that day on wards I kept dreaming of having more and more of her though it seemed she hardly had any special feelings for me.From that day on wards I took her for granted and at the filmiest.