“Gianna,” he moaned, his hand moved forward and slowly slid down the front, he stopped and shook his head, “no, we can’t. I can’t.”“Why ...not, we aren’t related, I know that you want me, your cock is already getting hard thinking about it.” “Gianna,” he groaned as I slid my hand down the length of his shaft and cupped his balls.“You don’t have to answer right now, how about I give you a taste of what I want, and then you can decide?”I restrained his hand again and bent my head licking the length. ‘We have several people of color that work in our establishment.’ ‘Well, keep them away from me.’ She spat. ‘And make sure no nigger’s hands touch my food.’ Ham suddenly felt the way Judy did. The blood drained from his face and he felt nauseous. ‘Ma’am, we have never discriminated at this establishment, nor do we intend to start now.’ ‘Then I suggest you get back there and start cooking. I’d like two eggs over easy, four slices of bacon, hash browns and wheat toast with jelly.’ She snapped.. She then used her free hand to squeeze my hard ass, whilst I grabbed hers as we continued kissing. Maureen took my hand and lead us to the bed. Maureen arched her back. She looked over her left shoulder as I put my hard cock under her ass. I felt her wet pussy on my cock. I pushed open her pussy lips. She moved her pussy back on my cock. I got a few inches inside her. I held onto her hips so her pussy did not push my cock back out. I pushed my cock in farther. I had almost all of my cock buried. "We may have just found your guy," Zosia says as she walks towards me. Once by my side, Zosia turns me towards the entrance. A tall muscular black man is walking towards the bar. He must be around six foot five inches and two hundred plus pounds of solid muscle. He has a bald head and chiseled jaw. His shoulders are massive and arms like cannons. His chest is stretching against the tight shirt. His legs are thick as well. This guy must work out a lot. "Remember the guy who shot a huge load into.