I sleep in Sarah's room, as I protect her. She protects me in return.*giggles* it's me Sarah now, If we choose to go on trial with ANYONE it won't be ...ight away, unless Sir Mark thinks it's a good match. Sir Mark has his own boys, but loves me as a sister. The trial would be at my home, which Mark pays for, as I don't work. Nor does Mandy. Mark has it set up so that I have my perfect baby girl room, and Mandy has her 'room' but sleeps in mine with me, in her kennel, and sometimes on my bed. You. , *uurgh*" she said while restraining her urge to vomit, thinking of what was bound to happen.Amelia had spent days dwelling on her decision and the incoming event. She could hardly close an eye last night, and it didn't help that both her nether parts had been stuffed with unknown fluids and then plugged with depth and girth, supposedly to put her in "condition". Whether it was true or not, her constant state of arousal was clearly visible on her blushed face, making her pretty visage even. I took a sip of my drink and it hit me, Jerome. SHIT! I may be pregnant with a black baby.My cell phone rang, I picked it up looking at the caller I.D. Whose number is this? I thought."Hello." Did my little whore have fun last night?" Shit! I gave him my number."Who is this?" I knew it was Jerome but I played stupid."You know who it is black cock slut," Jerome said. "Dani I can't beleive you forgot me already after letting me seed you," condescending bastard I thought."Seed me! What are you. “Oh fuck! Oh yeah!” he gasps loudly, as his tool blasts its first, thick, slimy jet of sperm past Jo Anne’s gag reflex and hurtles it directly down her throat. Reflexively, the helpless MILF reaches out and grabs the stud’s bare, hairy ass cheeks with her hands; she no longer tries to pull her head back, but she lets out muffled little gagging sounds as the stud’s tool continues to spurt, over and over again. “Oh fuckin’ yeah!” the stud now cries out in a taunting voice; not only is he.