Claire could no longer tell where her body ended and Susana’s tongue began. Susana’s well practiced tongue was running all over ever part of Clair...e’s insides it could reach. Claire was so close, right on the edge... Then Susana stopped. Her mouth came away from Claire’s hole and her thumb stopped working her nub. Claire could feel all the sexual tension built up inside her, her legs squirmed and she started to move her hands to finger herself. Susana’s strong arms pinned Claire’s wrists. "She reached into her huge handbag and handed me the document.I grinned ruefully at my guest. "You seem to know me too well, apart from the not liking you bit. I'll admit that once I knew who you were I wasn't sure of your motives but even then I found you very difficult not to like."She looked at me and flicked her hair. "Even with this carrot top and a face full of freckles?" She said teasingly."Especially with your hair and beauty spots. In fact if you'd been someone else..." I paused,. That's how we got to be neighbours.So there were her folks, at each others' throats again. I felt sorry for Kate and her little sister, stuck in that house putting up with it. So one night Kate had decided to do her laundry, even though the sun was starting to drop behind the mountains. She just wanted the excuse to get out of the house, obviously.I was getting ready for my shift, working at aged care hostel up the right. At least that was a boom industry around these parts, and I'd chanced. But, as I watched the movie, I kept dreaming about the magic that my white mother was making with a black masculine sorcerer named Robert. I'd seen his magic wand, and I knew that he could wield it with potent strength.On Saturday, Dad went golfing, and my brothers took off. I had the opportunity to rewind that videotape--except I didn't. I continued to watch the saga of my mother and Robert in the motel."Tell him where you want me to fuck you now!" Robert said to Mom on tape.Mom looked at the.