It was training her ass so that she could get fucked by her Daddy’s big Black cock! Thinking about that made her feel so horny.She started debating ...ith herself all day. Why shouldn’t she meet with her Daddy for real and suck on his big Black cock and swallow his wonderful cum? Why shouldn’t she let him fuck her. After all, it was only sex. Empowered girls like her should be able to fuck just like guys! Sure he was a pimp and wanted to whore her out! But he had never lied about that. And a pimp. "I love a woman with spirit," he said, "I do not relish this, but it's a necessary security measure. The Princess of Wales can not run away if she has no clothes on, now, can she?"Two men grabbed her, still kicking and screaming and pulled her away from their leader. In her mind, that's how she identified him - their Leader; a big, powerfully built man, radiating a maleness that was almost tangible. He also has a great big cock, a horrible little voice told her. She started to kick and scream. Fortunately, I hit upon an idea, during dessert--a superb chocolate mousse. I would simply ask to see the manager. Louis knew me well. I'd been coming to his restaurant for over five years now. We'd never been intimate, although, he's made it clear to me--repeatedly--over the years, that he'd like nothing better than to make love to me, frequently and passionately. It isn't that I find him unattractive. He's married, and I've never been a home wrecker. I've always found inoffensive ways to. I couldn't even answer. She grabbed on the bulging meat, daring it to be free from its confines. "Hmm. I guess I'll have to find out myself," she said, kneeling to the floor between my legs. She fiddled with my belt and zipper as she looked up at me over her glasses, sliding my zipper down to the bottom. Without delay, Ms. Darlene reached into my briefs, grabbing and yanking my big, semi-flaccid cock free, causing it to flop against my stomach. It swayed and jiggled around in her grasp,.