..Anything...Just make me cum!" Say it!" I'm your slut...Your black cock slut...My pussy is your property...I love black cock....Please....please fuck...me with that big black cock of yours." That's better bitch!" I drew back, and slammed it all the way into her. She immediately started crying. A second later she started trembling, and her pussy clamped down even tighter. She started bucking wildly, throwing her hips up in every direction. Now I'm a pretty strong guy, but it was all I could do. . oh, I can't say it." Seriously, Monica? After what I just told you, there's something you can't say to me?" I guess you're right. I just keep thinking that ... I like the idea of them sucking you and ... tasting your milk. Uuugghhhh! I can't believe I said that!" It's O.K., Monica. I know what you mean. I wish Greg would be around to do it a lot more. And I can't tell you how much of a turn-on it's been for Kevin to do it. He loves it. And holy cow, am I producing the milk!" Simone?" Yes?" Do. In fact, I’m really not even your stepdaughter.” Sonya paused to let that sink in, and continued, “You and Mum were never married, and you didn’t adopt me, so technically, you and I are just a girl and a guy living in the same house.” “Well, technically,” I said, mocking her tone, “I’m still your guardian.” “Just because you’re my guardian doesn’t mean you have to be an angel,” Sonya replied, smugly. As I had said to her earlier, she had always had an answer. I reached over. I love Kristen. Only three people know this. Debbie, who probably is the one that made me love her; Lynette, after she told me that she had a crush on Kristen as well; and you."I didn't know Lynette well enough, but was surprised to hear from Camille that she might have lesbian tendencies. "Lynette?" Lynette and I fool around, and I doubt my sister had anything to do with that. I'm not in love with Lynette like I am with Kristen, though." Camille closed her eyes for a few moments and continued..