Then she arched her back and her fingers were moving very fast, she tensed, let out a low moan and started furiously pushing two fingers in and out of...her pussy. I must have looked a sight, one hand on my cock (still under the towel) mouth open and eyes wide as saucers, then Kate threw herself onto her back on the couch and grabbed my shoulders pulling me on top of her, she then ripped the towel away and grabbed my cock guiding it to the opening of her pussy. She then grabbed my hips and drew. Q.Would you do this again? With either Margot or Susan, or even with some other white woman seeking an interracial c***d?A.Dax---(Smiles) Absolutely. Why wouldn't I?Q.How do you regard Rick and Steve? I mean, as men. Do you regard them AS men?A.Dax---Yeah, of course I regard them as men.Q.But they wanted YOU to father their wives babies. Doesn't that make you feel, somehow, superior to them, as men?A.Dax---I haven't really given it much thought, to be honest. Ask them how they feel about. " A young female head appeared, white gooey liquid running from her mouth down her sweater and into a small bowl she held in her hand as she crawled out from under the a****l. "Patricia!" the woman explained, freezing in shock.The girl looked puzzled. "But mom, I'm just milking the horses like we said," the girl answered after swallowing what's left in her mouth with a large gulp, licking her lips. I nodded. "I see," I said. "Is this part of the grooming?" Patricia's mother stared at me in. The only placemy cum deserves to go is into my own mouth.'' You have to repeat it quitea few times before you've swallowed every nasty tiny, dainty sip. Evenafter all this time, the taste of yourself that you're forced to consumestill disgusts you, and you struggle not to gag while appearing to trulylove it, because you never know when I might be watching. Any bit ofmasculine pride you may have had left dissolves with your spunk.With it mostly all back inside you where it belongs, the last bit.