With his hard rod he tries to thrust his cock into my pussy deeper but I greedily take control and do all the work. I want to cum over and over leavin... my juices all over his vieny thick rod like mommy did. I want to use him for his perfect cock but want to please him too. I work up a sweat as I bounce hopping on his fuck pole vigorously. I let out several moans and groans as I feel myself cumming multiple times. “There you go sweetie, good girl,” he kisses me on my forehead. “Okay, Daddy. I think we have an understanding then.”She must have heard me masturbating that night but I couldn’t help it, I tried. I woke up in the morning with my butt still blazing and thinking about the evening before. I masturbated again.Miss Spencer came to my room with a laundry basket and announced, “Time for breakfast, my laundry is in this basket for you to do. That will be the first thing you do after breakfast.”I helped her with breakfast and the cleanup without saying a word. She went back. Scrambling to her feet, she was inside the bathroom with the door closed before they could say anything. She barely made it to the toilet with her panties pulled down and nightgown up before her body let loose with a flood of diarrhea into the bowl."Alice, are you Ok?" Samantha asked as Davy took time to pull on his robe.Reaching over to the cabinet, Alice pulled out her Kaopectate and took a swig of it from the bottle, then responded, "I am fine. I will be right out." Wiping herself, she. And there were enough supplies on hand to make it for a long time. Kunta was a natural leader and the former slaves recognized his supremacy and followed without question. The island was now his kingdom to rule as he wished. The black horde, his army. And Kunta wasted no time administering justice as only a Mandinka warrior could.Slurp... Suck... Suck... Slurp... Gurgle... Cough... Mmmfff...His sister had been an unwilling victim of the white man's crime. Such a dull and unimaginative.