No . . ." Then what?"She looked at him again, her eyes, almost full of tears, pleading, hoping, hungry. "Me, Milord. I will be your whore."Owen was du...b struck."I will be what you need to sate those cravings, Milord. I have watched and wished, and I have those same hungers . . . Please, Milord, use me . . . let me be your whore."He could not think of what to say. Her plea, her offer, it was much unexpected. It was . . . too perfect. She was so ripe. So ready for the taking. So full of life and. “Yes I want to suck your cock!” I said in a long deep moan that echoed off the walls.“Hell no slut, you gotta ask right. Do you want to suck one of your black daddy’s dicks?” Roberto continued.“Yes!” I lurched, “I want to suck my black daddy’s dick, please!” “Well then do it slut, shit.” Roberto said as he leaned his cock into my lips. I took his cock into my mouth and through moans and screams of ecstasy as Byron fucked my ass, I hungrily sucked Roberto off. The men spent the next ten minutes. "No, not even close," he whispered.I fanned my fingers out over the tip, then back down, watching the pulses that made his head swell when I caressed it. It looked to me like a fully inflated water balloon, the skin stretched around the blood that filled it to capacity. A round droplet of precum appeared at the tip. I rubbed around it with my fingers, then took a lick of his cock, right on the tip, from front to back. A string of the clear liquid stretched from my tongue back to the tip of his. "This is crazy!" I pulled out of her and said, "Don't move."I grabbed a bag of groceries from the backseat and took them inside. "Anything happen?" I asked my Dad as I set the groceries down."Nah, just a turnover on downs, " he replied."Figures," I said as I left the room.She was still in position as I walked back into the garage and slipped back inside of her pussy. It didn't take me long after that until I was shooting my hot cum onto her back. I stumbled back a bit and tucked my cock.