"What'sup Jake my man, what you doing with the nilla's, you don't usually seemany nilla's in here?" Well these two belong to the brother here. The mar...ied white female ishis lover and her sissy husband is their cuckold and he is getting themmarked as his property. " Good for you Bro, its time Black folks started owning whites."Jake smiled and nodded his head in agreement and then said, "Pussy boihere is going to be here with me for the next two weeks me and Steve dida trade. I'm going to use. She never gave personal details about her, and never asked mine as well but she was friendly. Slowly once a day I asked her about her affair with FIL, she replied that she was enjoying it. Slowly our friendship grew to such an extent that she started telling me everything that she dis during the day, how she fucked her FIL every day. Once day I told her that I wanted to meet her, but she refused saying that she cannot meet me as she is in another town and it is very difficult for her to come. The servant returned with a steaming teapot of the brew made from the herbs that were given to him by Brunhilda. She took the pot and poured some of its contents into a cup. She then had Benito open Mann's mouth and slowly dribbled the warm fluid into his mouth. She slowly massaged his throat to help him swallow the liquid. After getting the unconscious man to take the entire cup she nodded to Benito, who slowly lowered Mann back down into bed. Brunhilda got off the bed and handed the cup to. I put on my yellow pants, and fingered myself to my fourth orgasm of the day. God my clit was getting sore. I then got dressed, and went into town to meet my friends. I intended to wear these pants for the next week. The thought of springing my trap kept me preoccupied for most of that week. Each morning I’d finger myself in bed with my yellow panties on. I’d then take them off to shower of course, but then put them back on for the rest of the day. .