Debbie rose higher on her knees, lifting her dripping crotch from her husband's face, the black and curly hair of her forest glistening with her clear...juices. Angela gave that educated twist of her ass, and snapped Lester's cock from her pussy; a slow rivulet of cream oozed down the shaft as the inflamed head came into view. Angela rolled gracefully to one side and came erect."Children! How nice. Did you two make it okay? We got to talking about what was happening in the bedroom, and just. "See you later, man."* * *The next morning I bounced downstairs. "You're in a good mood," my momsaid sounding pleasantly surprised."I am definitely in a good mood," I nodded. I sat down, sipping myorange juice and buttering a piece of toast. "C'mon Mandy," I calledupstairs. "Why is she always running late?" I muttered, checking mywatch. I could hardly wait for school to be over.Mandy came down the stairs in her own unhurried way, vaguely frowning."I hate my hair, my face, everything," she said. That's not a threat, just a consideration for you to think about. Are you sure you want to do this? We have many nice assistants that can help you," she smiled."I am sure you do, I am not an ordinary man, if I were I would be dead with the rest of them now, wouldn't I? You will eventually see that you cannot get my semen." I said angrily.It took three days before they gave up on it and told the president they could not get one drop, not even one viable sperm cell out of me. They had tried. I. She was very petite dressed as a preteen school girl, in a little plaid skirt, knee sox and a white blouse. Her hair was done up in braids. Her father, fully clothed as well, accompanied her into the living room, definitely against the rules, since all of the slaves had to be nude upon entering the house. All of the Masters were there as this seduction was the highlight of the meeting. There were so many people there that we were forced to park on the road almost a quarter mile from the house..