Raven
RavenJeff and Spike were surprised when ole man Hammond drove up, he waved then went into Raven's office. They scurried to peep and listen through an exhaust vent. The ceiling fan hid most of their conversation but they knew it was important watching Raven's face. Twenty minutes passed as they waited knowing he would fuck her before he left. Hammond was in his 60's and had hired them right out of high school a year ago as warehouse help. Raven's long black hair hung down her back as she knelled...