..that's me."Why don't you go fix us some breakfast?" It was more of a command thana request.Obediently, I stood and headed for the kitchen, passing c...ose enough toCameron for him to slap me hard on the ass to hurry me on my way.My cooking skills crossed over from my pre-conversion days, so in notime, I'd whipped together a tasty breakfast. And it was only after wesat down to eat that we realized we were now in a situation where we hadto actually talk to each other."Whatever happened with those. " What do you think?"I stayed silent for a long while, enjoying seeing the look of hope in Dean's eyes."I think I would like to do it," I responded eventually.I felt so great just verbalizing it, that I knew it was what I needed to do.Dean was visibly excited. I saw him shift uncomfortably from a hardening penis.Of course there was a small problem. I didn't have a black man to breed me. But that was no obstacle to Dean. He became a man on a mission.He started posting me online looking for a. One night my parents had to go to a work party they had every year and were going to be gone most of the night, As usual my parents called Alice but she said she was too tired to babysit me that night but her Granddaughter Trish had come down to visit her and that she would do it. Alice assured my parents that she would do just fine, she was a christian girl who went to a private school and would make sure I was well watched over. My parents agreed, About 2 hours later I was up in my room and I. ‘I know exactly how you feel,’ Greg said. ‘Mr. and Mrs. Williston are nice people, but they were hard to talk to even before they got hard of hearing.’ Very conscious of the sexual tension that was developing between them, he looked into Fran’s eyes and she looked into his. Her lips were red and her flushed face looked so lovely! He bent, wrapped his arms around Fran, and covered her lips with his. While the kiss went on, Greg slid his hands down her back, cupped her full bottom, and pulled her.