Here she is, impregnated by some teenaged Romeo, hectored by her mother, craved and fucked senseless by this white woman, me, just knocked from pillar...to post by everyone else's needs.As they entered her apartment, Laura took a deep breath, confident at least that this time she would escape without guilt. She was thoroughly satiated after her couple of hours in bed with Brenda. God, nothing could top that, she thought. Not even nuzzling this sweet girl's exquisite black pussy. I think I could. Her cock shrank back into a little clit, vanishing into the pink folds of her pussy. Her skin had such a unique color. So dark. Blacker even then the hue of a Halanian belly dancer. She sat at the entrance of the tent, her large breasts rising and falling, her yellow eyes flicked over to me.They were flat, inscrutable. What went through her mind? What did she think of the harem? She'd just appeared out of nowhere. Her arrival had been timely, but she didn't feel like she belonged with us. She. Without them, I could hope that my thighs would act as a runway, and the hope that the sticky fluid would be slow enough to dry as it ran. That was fortunately the case, although the feeling of my thighs sticking together for the remainder of the morning, was a little disconcerting. What was even more so was the thought of what you might do if you had in reality been there and I had told you what was happening to me. I could well imagine you finding us some little cupboard in which I could sit. "The doctor's face turned a delicate shade of pink. "Yes, I know them. But -- I mean -- well, isn't that what we send him to school for?" Now, Alex, you know they don't teach those things in school. What's the matter? You've done this before, haven't you? When your patients ask you questions, what do you tell them?" To ask their parents," he said quickly, then stopped. "Er, but, that is -- you did such a good job of telling Mary, why don't you take care of Jeff, too?" Mary is a girl, dear -- or.