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I had to suck my Deacon’s dick to get my tire fixed

I had to suck my Deacon’s dick to get my tire fixed

Good afternoon Bahama Drama welcome back and please keep me anonymous.

I’m a regular God fearing woman with 5 kid’s to take care of including my 2 grandchildren who’s mother died last year because of Covid19.

I haven’t been able to find a job ever since government let me go from PMH hospital as I worked under contract when I was in Nassau.

My husband died 10 years ago and left me with this house that I’m living in today on the island and to God be the glory

his death paid off all the bills including our mortgage. As a widow single mother and grandmother now that no money is coming in I have had to depend on my grownups children to do things for me

and take care of me when I can’t get the fund’s to do what I need done.

But lately my children have been taken to long to do things that I ask them to do for me and it’s very frustrating waiting on them as they take their precious time in doing what I asked of them.

So at my age 64 I realized again that I’m a woman and I’ve been surviving all these years and at times with nobody to help me but God and my VJ.

Yeah I said it because it’s true. As a white Bahamian women you have to be strong and sometimes you have to look like the part that everyone is expecting you to be because of my skin color and my tribe’s expectations for a white Bahamian.

But deep down I’ve come to realize that black and white Bahamian women is go through the same thing when it comes to their family and society who is be judging you on what I should be like or feel like.

And lately I’ve been feeling like everyone else who have their glory days behind them which is feeling lost.

And wondering how long and how much time do I have left in this world of struggling.

So I made a promise to myself at my age again that whatever I have to do to get by that’s what I would do without regret.

And last week I got a flat tire and I called all of my children that are grown and able to come pick me up and get me a tire for my car so that I can drive it back home.

None of my children came and all had some kind of sorry ass excuse as to why they couldn’t come to help me and the last of my daughters just outright told me that she didn’t have time to babysit me which made me break down and cry in my car as I was stranded on the side of Queens highway.

So I called my pastor and told him what happened and he said that he was unable to come because it was now so late and he said how he wishes that I had called him sooner.

But he said that he would call one of the Deacons of the church to assist me and he did. It was the only black Deacon Jones of our church.

He always was giving me the eye in church every Sunday and prayers and worship Wednesday evening.

When he pulled up it was night already and he came alone in his big blue truck with the Haitian flag flying on it. At this point I really didn’t care who came only that I was out of this situation finally.

He took my small spare tire out of the back of my trunk and put it on for me as I watched. He said that the spare tire had been there so long that it had rotten and that I wouldn’t be able to use it for more than 3 days before it to would blowout on me.

So he said that I would need to buy a new tire. I told him that I didn’t know how I was supposed to do that now that I’m not getting any support from my kids and I’m not working right now so I simply don’t know.

I was so sad especially after thinking about how my youngest daughter had just spoke to me over the phone.

I then boldly ask them could he get it for me until I get some money. And he told me that he was in a lot of bills himself

and that he always have liked me and that when Pastor told him that it was me who was stranded how he rushed to my aid because how he always felt about me even though he was only 27 years old.

So I told him that I was old enough to be his mother and he just chuckled away at it and said your body looks 30 to me though.

And I instantly got wet with the sound of his voice as he completed that statement.

I came back to my right mind and told him that the Lord is good and that Jesus will make away when there is no way and he said amen to that as he shifted his right hand to my thigh in a gently rubbing stroke with a pat

enough to catch a flame in me.

I’ve never been with a black man before and he was so young and to top it off he was a Haitian so I can’t see why or how he was turning me on like this even though his hand had long been removed from my highly sensitive thighs.

It felt like my eyes was now moving in slow motion and every word that came out of his mouth was also in slow motion something like a favorite song it was to me that evening.

That’s when every other word that came out of his Haitian creole mouth was the truth to my wanting ear’s.

Then he said that he would be willing to do this for me but it would put him deeper into debt

at this point I leaned over and kissed him on his high cheekbone black Haitian cheek and he gently took his giant right hand placing it around the back of my neck and pushed my head towards his giant Haitian plantain while unzipping his pants now as I was in a slow motion trance and I had no control

over myself and I sucked him off until he came in my mouth in which I was glad to swallow his Haitian creole seed’s.

That Monday he keep his word and paid for me a new car tire and told me that this week he would pay for my car to get an oil change but he needs to see me again first.

Even though he’s about to get married I don’t feel any negativity from his girlfriend or his family when I come around him.

Maybe because they think that just because I’m white I have money. But I’m really glad that this young man is changing the way that I feel about Haitians in our country.

They are a loving people from what I can tell.

And they should be given every right to come here just as the Americans and Canadians do.

We never had sex because he does have a girlfriend and I don’t want to be the person that someone is cheating with.

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So sucking someone’s man off is not cheating? Mrs. Continue eating his kids then!

I had to suck my Deacon's dick to get my tire fixed Good afternoon Bahama Drama welcome back and please keep me anonymous. I'm a regular God fearing woman with 5 kid's to take ca
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