Instead, sounds appeared that had been absorber by the blanket before. First I heard a regular rustling caused by movements of the hand over the body ...nd pubic hair. The rustling was hardly audible but distinct enough and repeated with the same periodicity as hand movements that I saw in the previous session. Then another sound added to rustling, the sound like smacking. I understood that a moist oozed out of her labia and they smack, departing and meeting under the movement of her hand. . .."You are wondering about your Uncle Bob. He knows, he always has, butJenny captured his heart and the two of them never looked back when theystarted going together. Laura, honey, if you decide to remain a girl itwill not change our feelings towards you, and if you meet someone thatloves you more than life itself, grab him and make him yours, but neverlie to him. Love him, care for him, and let him love you back. That ismore important than anything else I can tell you. If you want to talk. After his first shot he pulled out enough for me to feel his cum hitting the roof of my mouth. I held my mouth open until he pulled out completely and rubbed his black dick all over my face."Swallow that shit, bitch" he demanded. I swallow it (as if I had a choice) and was trying to wrap my head around what just happened. I had a strange feeling about this whole thing and the shame of it all started to set in. My thoughts got interrupted, "Bitch, it's customary to thank your Black Daddy after. He moves his hand down to touch his cock through his pants. I blush bright red."Give him a show, baby," you tell me. I look the man into his eyes as I take your pounding, and I lift my upper body up a bit so he can see my tits. "You like being watched, don't you?" you ask me. I nod. "I know you do, you're such a nasty slut and you want everyone to know it." "Yes, Sir." He's clearly very turned on by you, you can see the tent on his pants. Maybe I should invite him in, let him use your holes,".