“Thagwargguig,” was what she heard coming out. Tom didn’t reply. Marcy lay in expectation as she felt a hand caress her breast and gently squee...ze at the nipple. That didn’t feel like Tom. He was much less considerate with his attention. She lifted her head and tried to speak again. “Who is that?” she wanted to ask. “Shhh,” she heard. “Lie still and enjoy it.” “Is that you, Jake?” Marcy tried to ask. “Shhh, just lie still. You don’t mind, do you?” Marcy was sure it was Jake and, no, she. This black lady, dressed down, as though she’d stripped down to just an undershirt and panties and had been laying in her Motel room for half the day, sweating and rubbing her pussy and watching Porn – she pokes her head out the door of Room 2b and calls “Yoo hoo!” and waves me over.“omfg”… my heart was pounding a bit, but I thought “fuck it. Just relax. She probably just wants me to lift her TV and move it to a better spot of something.”So I go over and she pulls me by the shirt inside the. Crawling over her, Kim secured her right arm. Sat she sat on Rebecca's belly she gazed at her chest. Rebecca's tits were the same as she remembered. Straddling over her, Kim crawled downward. Placing her legs on her shoulders, Kim pushed them up high enough to raise Rebecca's ass. Pulling at the waistband, Kim pulled her panties below her butt cheeks. Letting them down gently, Kim pulled Rebecca's panties off her. A tingle built between Kim's legs looking at Rebecca's body. She still looked. I ran my finger up and down her slit, her pussy getting wetter with every stroke of my finger. She was moving against my hand, still in her slumber, but as I slid my middle finger into her pussy I heard her gasp. She still had her eyes shut, but I knew she was awake. Her pussy grew even wetter as the realization of what was happening sank in. She began thrusting her hips against my hand. Pushing my fingers deeper into her pussy. She took her own hands and placed them over mine and her panties.