“Hmmm, nice,” I said, lookingat the stiffening pink pole. The head of his dickexpanded and purpled as I watched. I could imagine itstuck i... me, humping me. I became instantly wet. Here he was, a skinny little white boy at my mercy. AsI looked down at him I thought about all those fuckin’people in my life that had put me down. The police, myteachers in school, fuck, even my folks. As I lookedat the throbbing cock I knew that I would do it, thatI’d do it for sure. I. Gwen was wearing a pink knee length sweater dress with ?" sleeves. On herfeet were a pair of brown heels, with a slightly raised platform at thetoe. Her brunette hair was gathered in a bun on the lower right side ofher head, and she was wearing a white cloche hat, with a white rose onthe right side, accented by a large white bow behind it.Feeling the effects of his hangover, Jack rasps, "Is this your idea of aJoke?" pointing at his head.Christy turns to face him with a sly look on her face. "Oh. It was the perfect room for a 10 year old boy, specifically the boy that was lying in bed. Gary groaned and rolled over, slowly reaching for the remote control by his bedside. But after flipping through the channels, he saw that there was nothing good on any of the other channels either. Just talk shows and soap operas, none of which interested him. "Shoot," Gary muttered, knowing that he shouldn't be surprised. The TV was always like that when he was home sick, which had been frequent. Although he acted as if nothing had changed, she filled me in when I was next pumping in her welcoming pussy about how his lessons were coming along. When I learned that he had put his sperm in her it was a real trigger for my own release. I decided that there were three happy people as a result of this deal.That went on for a while and then she mentioned that she had a teenage daughter. Wanting better for her than she had been able to obtain in their culture, she wished for the daughter to.