" He said. "You should be in the front. The center of attention. You've got my attention, for sure."And then he kissed her.It wasn't that Janet had ne...er been kissed before. She had. She wasn't even a virgin technically. She'd done it once with a friend in high school. Neither of them had dated anyone else and neither wanted to go to college 'untouched'. So, they'd relieved each other of that burden. It had been fun, mostly, but a little clinical as neither of them had been sure of what they. Eldon's markers, or I.O.U.'s, or any other form of records you have on her that I can take with me."He laughed, "What do you think this is Jimmy the 1940's where you'll find me in some smoke-filled den with the customary bookies' paraphernalia of betting slips and paper tally sheets compiling mounds of paper to keep track of my business flow? This is the twentieth century Jimmy. I make clients that can't pay right away write me out checks Jimmy. Just like the supermarkets."I didn't have the. He ripped her bra open which was the last piece of cloth left on her.Her voluptuous body was revealed to our lustful eyes. She squirmed. Her brown skin excited us to the point of no return. Her body looked so inviting even at such an age and made me wonder how she looked in her youth. He continued ravishing her body unabated. He took her pointed black nipples inside his mouth and sucked it vigorously. His fingers were over her pussy rubbing it intensely. She tried to stop his movements but in. “Treat me like a slut” she panted “spit on me!” My young student was somewhat taken aback at this forthright request. One of the young gangster black guys took his lips off her nipple and grinned.“The slut wants you to spit on her man! Spit on the whore!” Then laughed, before placing his thick black lips over her erect nipple and began to suckle.My student placed his hand under the chin of my slave girl, holding her had up to his face. His lips pursed then opened, spitting forcibly into my.