Don and Cindy squeezed each other’s hand and looked toward Sam for his direction. “Both of you stand. Cindy, take Don’s clothes from him. He’l... have no need of them tonight.” Cindy always enjoyed this. She pulled Don’s t-shirt over his head and let it drop the floor. Next, she crushed her breasts against his chest while she unbuckled his belt. Cindy dropped to her knees to unzip his jeans. Her hands went around his hips and grabbed his ass checks. She then eased her hands down the backs of his. Hanson gave a knowing laugh. "Shit, Billie," he said. "You act 'bout as bad as them struttin' small-town snobs down there in Dooberville. I can hear their mamas tellin' 'em now." Hanson wagged his head back and forth and put on a silky-sweet white woman's way of speaking. "Now, honey, don't you ever get in a car with no niggah... you heah? Why, he might just rub black all over you."Billie wasn't sure what Hanson'd said that made her laugh, but suddenly there she was, laughing fit to kill. It. More

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