Jacky noticed it as well as little sister. “Pity I have to go now, Cath,” Jacky quipped. “Looks like things are picking up once again. But bette... hurry. You have a fun time hey!” With that she pulled up the tiniest white g-string which was so narrow that most of it actually slipped into her juicy crack and only covered half of her gorgeous puffy lips on either side. It also seemed to cramp her amazing clit which was as hard and erect as ever. It actually looked as though it was trying to break. I’d tell him to put up or shut up, the pathetic worm!”Mobu loved to hear Giselle abuse her husband like this, especially when she was praising him at the same time. It excited him so much that he began to fuck her even harder, grunting as he banged his massive pole against her cervix. He knew that she had never been fucked like this before by any man, especially not a powerful black man like himself. He felt it was his moral duty to exert his superiority over every white woman, and fucking them. I was a passengerin her head as she walked over and started laying my still breathing bodyon the table and hooking up an IV to it. She told me... somehow in hermind as she wasn't actually speaking... that not only was I now part ofthe experiment, I would be allowing her time to deep think on herresearch. She told me that there just weren't enough hours in the day todo everything that was important to her. Thinking about her researchwould take up hours of her day. Running her company was a. “Little One, you have pleased me immensely. However, I did sense a moment of hesitation when I asked you to spread your legs. You understand that when I ask of you that you are to do what I say? If you do not, you will be punished.”“Yes, Sir, I am sorry, it is just a bit surreal,” she responded.“I understand. Why don’t we order in some room service and just sit and talk for a bit,” he remarked.She sat there, legs crossed, holding his hand and feeling comfortable. A knock on the door and room.