For a moment, Martin was shocked. He had never imagined that a woman’s tight pussy wanted to or should be pleasured like this. But now, Hilde rocked...on his stretched, clawing fingers. She was no longer kissing. Her mouth was on his neck, as she whimpered and moaned louder, Martin feared, than the VW’s engine staccato hammering. He was sure that August and his partner would hear.At the next stop at traffic lights – it was a busy, brightly lit city intersection – Hilde, in the ecstasy of her. Martin, why she was gittin’ so draggy—and why her husband, Buddy Roberts, was off in Memphis playin’ his saxophone every hour of the day he could get gigs. I don’t know why she let folks in the square gossip that he’d walked out on her for good—although maybe he has. What do I, an unlearned black porter in a small hotel, know about such things among the white folks? But here I was, entering the café, already being guided by Leo’s wavin’ hand toward the shadows of the café, away from the. More

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