Listening to see if she had truly gone, Gethen waited. Once he was satisfied that it was only him and the animals, he snatched the sheet off his soon-...o-be prize invention with such force it sounded with a crack, sending the dust flying. Normally Angele would have waited outside the door to hear if her father rushed to get tools and start tinkering. Today was different. Her palm felt as if it was bound to red hot irons. She quickened her steps to put less distance between her and the small. A young woman was a rarity here and all the guys were wondering how to approach us.“What the holy hell are we doing here?” Susan asked again.“I’m going to suck a cock so you can watch. That is, if you really want to” I teased.The discussion would have gone on but the guy in the adjoining booth wasn’t waiting for an invitation. I pointed to the hole in the wall and Susan was surprised to see the purplish head of a very nice cock poking into our booth. I reached up and lightly stroked the head. After a few minutes she clutched on to my arm and her and her pussy began to spasm on my fingers, crushing them inside her. I removed my fingers as she breathing returned to normal. She clutched my arm hard, her legs still spread wide apart. The boy in front suddenly dropped something on the floor and bent all the way down to collect it, never once taking his eyes from her freshly fingered hole. "I think you got your fantasy!" I quietly said into her ear. She opened her eyes and looked straight. ”Rose gave Ruth a slightly chastising look.“You are the only one in the family raised in wealth and privilege, Ruth Ann. My father was a cobbler and Saul’s was a butcher, as you well know. As for him being born Gentile ... well that is something I’m sure can be worked out with a Rabbi. He could convert, but regardless, since our lineage passes down from the mother, my grandchildren will be Jews anyway.”Ruth gaped open-mouthed at her mother. Never in a hundred years would she have expected her.