"While I slept, I dreamed. I dreamed I delivered seven babies at once except they were not really babies. They were about four years old. They were al... boys and each one looked exactly like his father, meaning none of them looked like you or me. The city gave me a big parade. I was naked, riding in a float covered with roses. Our seven little sons were standing up by me, waving to the crowd. Oh, Bobby, what a wonderful dream."She looked pensive as a tear floated down her cheek. I knew how much. Slick, wet and silky smooth. We trib for a few minutes, till my lust and need to taste her and make her cum consumes me.Sliding between her spread legs, I see a string of creamy wetness dripping from her lips. I slide my tongue along her lips, savoring her wetness. I kiss each lip, then suck one, teasing and caressing it with my tongue. Just as I press my tongue between her lips and delve into her warm pussy, she grabs my hair and says, “I want your pussy.”Swinging around, I straddle her chest. I said why u telling like that, u look really beautiful, only u have to open your hair, saying this without giving her a chance to respond i placed my hands on her hair clip and opened her hair, she was somewhat stunned but she didn’t say anything, then i gently stroked her hair and spread it apart and told her to smile, she was somewhat tensed, i went close to her and said what happened,, she said someone will see this and she may loose her job,, I just smiled and said am just showing you how. ”As Kareema started sucking off C, B started jacking off.“Hey, do it slowly, boy,” A said, and B started jacking off slower.“Don’t do it anywhere except inside our new cum dumpster. What’s Your name?” A asked after some time. She was still riding while sucking C, and he was nowhere near cumming.“Mmh…Kareema…Kareema Zainab Rasooldeen,” Kareema said as she started sucking off B again.“Beautiful name, right boys?” A asked. B and C nodded yes.“Want to know our names, Kareema?” A asked. Being called.