With a deft hand, he had them unhooked and open. I bit down on my lip again as his hand slid down inside my panties. His finger slipped against my wet...ess, making me stifle a moan. Obi drew in a deep breath as the tip of his finger drifted up and down my creamy wet slit. “You’re so fucking wet, baby. So fucking wet.” His finger slid inside me slowly. When he was in all the way to his hand, he curved his finger and rubbed my inner walls. My body arched up. His other hand held me as his finger. Leave.”I was about leave but then I turned around.“Can I say one more thing?”Silence.“I’m saying it anyways. Baby listen please. I love you more than anything in the world. You mean everything to me and that’s why it can’t be a normal thing. A relationship like this can tear us apart and it will shatter my world if that happened. You have to realize that. We can kiss and that’s about it. I was just not thinking when we had sex. It was a spur of the moment thing. I was overwhelmed with desire. Before Emma could say another word she felt her pussy slip out a large and long queef from being stretched so much so quickly.“Damn bitch, you nasty.” Master D stated. Emma was embarrassed and quickly turned over to change the subject. As she looked up she could see that Master D was still fully erect.“You didn’t cum?” Emma asked.“Hell no girl, I can’t feel shit with this blanket on my dick” Master D replied.Emma was in such blissful shock from her first black dick encounter, she could not help. It turned out, though, that the "custody" business was mostly a formality. All they really wanted out of me, as McDonough had told me at the end of the previous day's session, was a formal statement of what underlay the audio I'd given them. My shooting Quiller was officially accepted as self-defense, and there'd be no charges. My clobbering Golden with his own paperweight was simply brushed under the table.Hell, I guessed, if you can't smack kidnapers of little girls and people who order up.