The door was closed,I knocked and called to her it's me miss Quincy,yes come in.I opened the door and she was sitting behind her desk.All the papers f...om earlier in the day were cleared from the top of the desk.I've been anxiously awaiting you she said.I walked behind the desk,she pushed backward in the wheel bottomed chair she was sitting,revealing to me that the denim skirt that she was wearing earlier in the day was long gone.The only item of clothing still remaining was the white. The girls pull a ribbon now and then, some would give a playful squeeze just to see the guy drop to his knees. After about 2 hours I noticed a guy passed out on the couch, he had been taking a lot of hits of the weed and shooting the beers down. Two of the Baker girls began to take an interest in him. They sat him up in the middle of the couch with the two of them sitting on each side of him. One them grabbed hold of his ball sack and forced nuts up to give her partner a clear shot at them.. He could fit one full breast in each hand. Putting my legs down astride him I could lift myself a little to ease the fullness, but then full again when I sat. Peter then put one hand on each ass cheek and with ease lifted me up, then let me down like he was doing exercises. Up down, Up down, so full. Then he let me down, held me tight and filled me with cum. There was no possible room in there so it was forced out around his cock. He continued holding me. He said, "Wait, wait. I'm not done yet.. That was everything I owned."I want to report a stolen negra," I said softly and my heart was beating fast, because I didn't know what was going to happen now."Someone stole your negra?" What? No," I rolled my eyes into the phone. "I'm a stolen negra. My math teacher took me." Your math teacher?" The woman sounded like she was going to laugh."You better hurry," I said seriously. "Before he wakes up." Okay," she sighed. "Where are you?"It took about fifteen minutes for a brown and white.