I can still taste my husband’s cum on your little titties. I’m sure he enjoyed that. Did you?”Wow, I’m not going answer that. But was feeling ...ure delight as she continued to lick my chest clean, and continued down lower over my abdomen and stomach where Art left other deposits of his semen that had dried on my skin. It’s a strange feeling being blindfolded while someone touches and licks you all over. I tried to imagine if she was holding her hair back while she tongued my belly button, was. “Horny. I almost asked that guy if he wanted to fuck.”She laughed, “So you are feeling normal.”I blushed and nodded, “I guess so.”She suddenly glared down at me.I bowed my head in fear, not daring to meet her gaze.“What would you do for me?”“Anything you say. Anything at all.”“What if I were squat before you and shit out a big juicy turd. If I told you to eat it, would you?”Without a moments thought, I answered, “Of course, I am your slave. I would follow any of your orders.”She nodded, “You. "As the other people withdrew from her body, Jonathan moved round on the bed and took up position between her widespread legs. The people who held them open moved away, but Alyssia's hunger was so big that she just held them open herself. Alma grabbed Jonathans very hard cock and guided it to the dripping opening of Alyssia's cunt. A deeptoned, rusty "AAaaarrrhhhhh" escaped her as she felt the strong pole enter her. While Jonathan slowly and deliberately worked his way to the bottom of her. ..thanks." Jeb grumbled. "Don't even start." The two kissed gently, and Jeb turned out the bedroom light. In thedark Bianca was left to her thoughts. Many of them were random, and somerevolved around the events of the day. Government, law, business, its allset up to keep the black man in chains. It's all rooted in fear. Anglofear of tha black man, fear of his abilities, and - most importantly - fearof what tha black man can do to his white skinned maidens. Bianca ponderedthe boy's.