You... so... you bastard!"It seemed like years before the thousand vibrating pieces her loins had smattered into finally came back together again, and...even then they continued to jump for some time before she could get to her feet again. Still intent on giving her new charge a bath, she staggered over to the sink to get a brush, rubbing her thighs tightly together in an attempt to kill some of the terrible pressure that was building between her shivering legs."You - you naughty dog," she said,. "Housewife and socialite," Regan answered with a frown. "They're both in their middle 60s. They're both decent, I guess. I used to see a lot of them when we lived in New York." And your other grandparents?" Andy inquired. "Are they still in Manhattan?" God, no," Regan said, shaking her head. "I never really understood why until a few weeks ago but they moved to a little town in South Carolina about 15 years ago. At one point, the Rileys were far better off than the McKenzies but ... Dad said. Dan was momentarily confused. Was her boyfriend hitting her? Before he went down that train of thought very far, he heard the noise again, and then a third time, establishing a fast rhythm. Then he heard the feminine voice moan in a distinctly pleasurable way. He began to think.... Was her boyfriend spanking her? Now the mental image machine in his head started back up. Kate was now face down over the faceless boyfriend's lap, head back, eyes open wide and her mouth shaped like an "O." The. Well see she said as she grabbed him by the hand and led him into the bedroom. Tommy was taken aback. There on his bed was tiny African dressed in a pure white bikini. The white juxtaposed against its dark skin instantly made Tommys cock jump in his pants. When it saw him it jumped and ran to the corner of the room. He had never been attracted to children let alone niggers. Not until he had taken that fucking whore as his slave. She had awakened a desire within him that he hated but couldnt.