She walked down the hall towards our bedroom telling the black painters to follow her. They were right behind her rubbing and slapping her ass as all ...3 walked into our bedroom. I would had rubbed one out but I was at work.One of the painters started to pull back the cover on the bed. Karen stopped him.“I want those black cocks to fuck me on top of the cover my husband sleeps under.I want my husband to see all the cum stains on the cover from when your black cum drips out my married white pussy”. Eventually, she stands right beside my desk. Steadily moving my eyes up and over her breasts this time, I stare deep into her milky blue eyes, with so much passion to offer. As she hands me the book, I reach for it and gently feel her soft, delicate hands caress my fingers underneath the book. "Thank you, Ms. Harrison," I smile. "You're very welcome," she says as she glances over her shoulder at me while walking away. I suddenly feel vibrations coming from my jacket pocket, grabbing my phone, I. The poor guy probably had very blue balls at that point.I stumbled in tomy bedroom and onto my strong supportive bed. Before I knew it, I fellasleep without getting out of my clothes.The next morning there was a text from Joy on my phone."Although it is risky for me to be online for very long, since thegovernment is hot on my trail, I believe I owe it to you to fix the messClaire has made. Still, I think I should get something out of this sohere are my conditions (In rhyme no less):I think. "This is where you take over." he told Maggie."Okay." Maggie said, turning in her chair to address them all. "Little Amanda here wants me to freak her out. Any of you get airsick? No? Any motion sickness? Ever thrown up on one of the rides at the fair? No? Alright. If anyone starts to feel anything bad, let me know and I'll level it out. If I don't level it out fast enough, remember there's barf bags in a pocket under the front edge of the couch. Hold it tight to your mouth or you'll get stuff.