.. alien to me."Honey, I don't really have to talk like this, do I?"Kyra put it succinctly:"Baby, do you know how girls like that talk?" No." Believe ...e, I do; I lived it for six years. We agreed we want this experience to be authentic. Before you can experience a slut's life and desires, a slut's world, you first have to understand what that world is. Baby, the street scene she inhabits is, for want of a better term, a 'Black Thing', and this is the way everyone talks - even the White girls.". He vowed to rectify that in the future.Ernesto changed the subject back to us. He liked kicking dirt up on our asses as we crawled in front of him. He observed that if we were ever kidnapped, we’d probably be able to give the kidnappers pointers on how to tie us up.“Yeah,” Jessie hit my ass with a branch he found nearby to prod me forward and said that we definitely wouldn’t be scared. “They’d probably see it as a vacation from us!”The guys laughed a little more at our expense and after three. Kimberly asked, “Would you like me to fix that for you? I can suck it for you just like mom does…”At that very moment I thought that she had seen her mother sucking my cock and I panicked.Then she finished her statement with, “…Sammy’s cock!”Sammy is my sixteen-year-old son. What is my wife doing sucking his cock? Then I felt my cock being pulled out and a nice warm mouth slipping over the head. As I looked down I saw Kimberly sucking on the head of my cock. Both of her hands were wrapped. .in the moment. Take it back to your room and try it for the nextfew weeks. I'll cover for you in your classes, so don't worry aboutthat. Go and see if you can't make it work for you!" That's all he said.He spun around and climbed up one of the many utility ladders scatteredaround the room. That's how Jack knew he was done talking. Jack turnedin place and left, holding this mysterious cube in his fingers.---------Hours. Jack had been at this for hours with no success. "This fuckingthing is.