The creamyspend was a balm as it slid down my bruised throat, soothing andcomforting while I nursed on my daddy's prick like a baby on abottle."You li...e that, huh?" daddy asked me with a gentle voice and I refusedto let his cock go."Umphh-hmphh," I agreed, washing his dick clean with my tongue,tickling his piss hole and trying to get the last drops that might behiding inside."Yeah, my little fuck face, that's what you are," daddy decided. "Imight have to change your name. Fuckface, you like. "God damn! That feels nice." Was all he could say. He let his head hang backwards enjoying the sensations.Now with all confidence that he was enjoying It I started deep-throating him while squeezing his balls lightly, I could hear him groaning and moaning with his eyes closed, I doubled my effort to make him cum. I picked up speed and started jerking him into my mouth.He looked at me one final moment and screamed my name: "Oh! Jazmine. ! I'm..." he closed his eyes, his body convulsed and shot. Jess had made sureshe had three of the most beautiful girls she couldfind and knew the white women couldn�t complete withthem. As they arrived, she motioned for them to standin front of the desk.“See ladies,” Jess said. “Note the glorious tans anddevelopment these women have. How can you hope tocomplete with this for any man. No wonder you feelinferior.”The white women were all still seated. Normally onewould have tried to leave, which they couldn�t ofcourse, but they. We had been so busy doing each other that we hadn’t realized just how much the other two had been affected by their glass pieces. However, by the next morning- four days after our museum job- it finally became apparent that they were having issues as well. Laura had been sullen and angrily resentful the entire previous day. Today, however, she seemed to be in a much better mood. The mood change was odd, particularly as Laura seemed to be perky, even downright giggly, which was as.