I make to push away again, but Daddy leans down and says more quietly than a whisper into my ear “I have all the photos you’ve sent me. Don’t th...nk I won’t send them to your parents”. Keeping pressure, he begins to saw his hand back and forth between my legs. My lips part, and Daddy leans down to lick my temple and nuzzle my hair. I thought he loved me? Why would he threaten me with those photos?The businessman’s eyes ware trained on the front of my skirt, where I am sure he can see movement. I. "Ever since your divorce, the papers are portraying you as some kind of ... sex fiend." Jet, I think your dad is calling you a slut. I guess he thinks I am one too? Do you daddy?"Rome laughed as she called him daddy, and stood up blowing him a kiss. She walked out of the room, I thought to go to the bathroom. I must admit watching Rome blazingly teasing my dad was making me hot. I thought how easy it was for women like Rome and I to dominate men with our power.Looking at my father from behind,. The black man was smiling now as I had truly given my wife’s inner self to him. “Wait. What about a condom?” I heard Joyce’s voice ask aloud. “It is OK Missy”, he said reassuringly. “I have no diseases. I am clean and only fuck my own woman or a clean pretty married white lady like you. Black men don’t use condoms missy….we never use them!” “Well……um……well….I guess maybe it’s okay, but that’s not it. I am not on the pill. I could get pregnant.” That was probably the worst thing she could have. Eyes shining up at me in satisfaction, she settled back on her heels and watched my face for signs of approval. Closing my eyes I moaned my approval as I felt as if all the energy of entire body and soul had been drained over her luscious lips. My legs quivered in weakness as I opened my eyes looking down to see her rubbing her swollen pussy with her fingers. I let myself drop to my knees as I took her in my arms and laid her quivering body down. She was ripe and my body was so spent but.