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She wrote beautifully and did her sums quite well. He then asked her how much she wanted this job and what she would do to prove that. She replied that it was very important to her, since she wanted to gather together enough money to return back home to try to rally her relationship with her previous boyfriend and family. She felt that there was nothing for her out west with her indian brother deceased and no prospects for her future evident. Hoss thanked her for coming and dismissed her to see the next gal. When she had left and before the next girl came in, he wrote on the tablet that she was unsuitable, because her heart really wasn’t in the west and training her for the job would be wasted MILF if she moved and left the area. She was attractive and personable, but with a boyfriend back home that she still favored, it seemed unlikely that she would serve the other purpose very well either, no matter what she had told Petty. The next girl smiled to herself and felt confident that she could do much better. When she came in and seated herself, she didn’t wait for any questions, but was very forward in relating her history and name. Her name for local use was, Merry. And she came from sexy the South and had come out on her own to escape an attempt on her to force her to marry a very unsuitable older man. Even though the opportunities out West were somewhat limited for a single girl, she had made the best of things by working for Petty and wasn’t at all intimidated by any sexual responsibilities. In fact, she was one teen of Petty’s most productive girls and had several regulars. None of which were interested in marrying her, though, even though she would have agreed to a proposal of marriage from any among several of them. She showed rudimentary skills at writing and sums. She was a bit brash and forward. Also, when the conversation began to wane, she sensed that and immediately removed all of her clothing and engaged Hoss in some very creative intimacies, the most outstanding of which was her upside down with her shoulders on the floor and her legs up in the air spread for Hoss to plunge down into her with his engorged member while she egged him on in the most rude language imaginable. He soon emptied himself into her elevated pussy, feeling well about it and her acting like she had gotten ultimate salvation at his hands. So, he thanked her desi for the interview and instructed her to go and page number four, as number three was already assumed to be on the way at the cuing of number one. While he was preparing to greet number three, he posted his notes under her name and added the thoughts that she was not business oriented in her speech and had limited skills. Number three was welcomed into his temporary office in the cribs and volunteered that her name was ‘Red’ after the color of her hair. She was just a bit of a thing, barely eighteen, slight of build, not shy but respectfully calm and very alert. She was borne to a local family, who would be very encouraged by her moving on to a more socially respectable profession. They had never given her any grief over her current position, which was very often on her back with some strange man’s member enthusiastically pounding into her womanly baby orifice. If the truth was known, she enjoyed this and all that went with it very much. "Please, I want...unnnnnngggggghhhhhhh" Grandma rapidly devolves into whimpers and grunts as I drive myself so deep inside her, she can feel the head of my cock pressing through the opening of her cervix. “What can I do for you?” I pressed his cock into our daughter's golden bush. “Bro there is a place in Japan that train girls just for the purpose of coming to America and serving white guys like us. Taking hold of his flaccid penis with my free hand, I trapped the shaft of his cock between thumb and forefinger before pulling back the foreskin taut, until it would stretch no further, baring the shinny mushroom head beneath. My dick swelling harder and indian harder. She walked over to Roger and kissed him, thanking him for such a great fuck. About 30 seconds into it I could feel my orgasm raging again. "Like you didn’t fuck that flight attendant in the bathroom on that business trip of yours last year." She called Eli and Ellen when she got home to share the news. 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