Being a weekday, there wasn’t much crowd and I started to take full advantage of that. I started rubbing her thighs and by her facial expressions, I... knew she liked it, so I just leaned over her and started licking her neck. She let out very sexy small moans which was driving me crazy. Then I shifted to her lips and smooched her real nice. I loved the way she used her tongue to lick my tongue.We both were at a point where no one could stop us now. I started pressing her boobs and boy were they. He kisses softly and lightly down her graceful neck where He begin to suck and nibble on her neck leaving little marks along the way. Soft sweet moans lips as she enjoy the mix of pleasure and pain. He gets up off of the bed and reach over for some sweet oils, He rub the oils into his large hands and slowly but firmly rub his hands down her arms to her neck, the oils warm and tingle her muscles as his hands work the oil into her already soft smooth skin. He add more oils to his hands as He. “You know you want it.” He slowly poured the warm liquid out of the rubber opening and it streamed out and she guided his hand across her entire chest. “Does it look good?” Brian nodded in agreement. She moved the empty condom towards Brian’s face and then flung it towards a trashcan near the bed. Her hand expertly stroked his cock. “Are you close?” She finally asked. “Yes,” his breathing short and quick. “Hurry up and clean my chest, I hate cum. You don’t want this expensive surgery to go to. ”“They’d say I sassed him, or tried to steal from him or whatever they needed to say to make it all my fault. He called me a whore, Mrs. Wilson. And if I raise my voice others will call me that too. They’ll say I led him on.”“But my son was here! He saw the whole thing! The doctor saw you. He could testify about that.”“And that doctor would never say a word. You heard him. He won’t even treat a Negro, much less testify for one. To speak on behalf of a Negro is the kiss of death. You know that!.