Amen to the thoughts. Irene had tried plenty and she knew, she could never convince Joe and now she had a chance to satisfy her newfound love of anal ...sex. She was getting very daring by now. Joe had taken her ass only twice for the whole last month whereas she wanted much more. She did not know, when Joe would take her anally next time but she had a chance here. Offering her ass to the stranger was a very fearing and exciting time at the same time. She used the wetness from her pussy to coat. There was another doorway to my left, the other walls were covered with more magazines but these were different, these had males on the covers. Males dressed, half dressed, nude. doing all sorts of things that I'd never even thought of. Each seemed to have that "knowing look" that told you "yeah, I'm doing this and love'n every minute of it. From the corner of my eye I saw light and walked to the doorway along the wall. A black shade, I pushed it aside and walked into another room, not. Her boss, a lovely black girl or Negress as they were proudly titled, had Marcia researching racial politics in America in the last two hundred years. Marcia had to admit it was disgusting how the white people had treated other races and readily told her boss this although she felt that the Reparation Laws now in force in America were a little harsh. The proud Negress told her challenged white assistant that she was wrong, that the lottery system that randomly selected white Americans to be. Dusty grabbed all three men he disabled one at a time by their ankles and dragged them out of the Inn to just outside the door and then he walked back in and took his seat between Rachel and Suzan as if nothing was wrong.After watching the confrontation with Dusty, a few moments later all conversations resumed in the Inn. But every once in awhile someone would turn and look his way curious about what he just did. But no one approached him to question him about it."Was that your Moo ay tie.