When her look returned to Otis she just gave him a deep lustful look. As she moaned from the pleasure Marcus was pumping into her.Otis waved Jihad ove...r and he took his place in Mandy’s hot mouth. It was not long before Marcus and Jihad were groaning from Mandy’s skills. “Damn, this white girl has a hot mouth,” Jihad let the room know.“Bet it’s not as good as this hot wet pussy,” Marcus compared.“Slap her ass and she will get hotter and wetter as she moans on Jihad’s cock,” Otis offered. The. All-American baseball was driving a garbage truck. It was beautiful."Well," she offered cynically. "You know how it is?" I guess so," I agreed, sipping my beer. "How long have you worked for the airline?" Since the divorce," she told me. "We had to move to Spokane before I could finish college so I didn't quite get my degree." She brightened. "I'm still working on it, though. Should have it by late next year and then I can get out of here." What's your major?" I asked."Accounting," she told me.. But I don’t want to hurt you.”“Says a man who spent hours doing exactly that, all according to an elaborate plan he’d apparently been working on for days. A plan which I loved beyond reason, by the way.”“But...”“Luke, stop starting sentences you can’t finish and look at me. No, not at my face. Look at my breasts. Look at what you did to them. This is exactly what I wanted. This is also what you wanted. The sooner you accept that, the better off you’ll be.”“I just ... it’s...”“Yesterday, I told. I could have eaten it and it wouldn't have hurt me any. God knows that Freda and I had swapped plenty of spit when we tongue wrestled on our dates, but I wouldn't eat the damned thing just because!When I glanced around the room I saw Marge sitting in a booth alone and I kept an eye on her without letting her know I was watching. The juke box was banging away and every time I got up I saw her tense up a little as she expected me to come over, but each time I asked one of the girls at our table.