"Yes, I am your slut," was my reply as I then pounced back onto his magic stick with my mouth. From that point, Isaac held nothing back as he spoke do...n to me while I continued my dutiful job."Just what I thought when I first saw you; a slut MILF willing to please black cock. I bet you couldn't stop picturing yourself sucking my big black cock or letting me fuck you silly. You're like most married white women, just dying to be used by a thick black cock. Use your left hand to stroke me slut. I. I was put in the middle and that is not a good feeling. However, I chose to go on with Missy; even given my feelings for my brother. I tried to weigh both in my mind as Missy kept her lips locked to mine, but at the moment, Missy was weighing out over Brantley. I guess there was also more to me than what I thought. I still thought my brother was the hottest guy I knew though. That would never change my mind. Brantley kept watching as his girlfriend kissed me. Missy then took her hand and cupped. Then her face was pulled from his hungry mouth to another hungry passionate mouth, her lips and cheeks started to glisten from their tongues avid attention.Suddenly her skirt fell away from her body and was thrown to one side. She was now naked and I could see hands groping every square of her sexy body. I watched as her face was pulled from one guys mouth to the next then the next then the next making her go round in circles with no let up. They were kissing her as if they hadn’t kissed a. A month to two years? It was better than being dead, but…“But captain,” continued Rospar. “I have further data about this world that you need to hear urgently.”“Go ahead,” said Vice. And then he listened, as Rospar explained.When Rospar was done, Vice had a new set of priorities.“Go back in the ship,” he said. He was looking at the two unconscious women speculatively. He had always found them attractive. It was possible that there was a silver lining to this crash. “Find the printer and check.