The bit was between her teeth, and she stood very tall in knee high boots with a small square heel. She appeared to be very comfortable and looked bet...een the camera and the man petting her. When she looked at the man petting her, Jennifer would have trouble naming the emotion on the woman’s face. If anything, it appeared as though the woman loved the man who was petting her. ‘That is Slave Monica, and she’s the favorite to win the women’s race this year.’ Bill said. ‘This is her third year. Why, I couldn’t imagine.“Yeah, well, having a loose tongue can get you into all kinds of bother.”“You also look like you know how to handle yourself if things get hairy,” The Boss went on.“Where I come from, you don’t know how to handle yourself, you’re basically dead.”This seemed to amuse The Boss. “And as with all your kind, I’m sure that money talks.”I tried hard to ignore that patronizing ‘your kind’. “Depends,” I said. I mean, a man has his pride, right?She fixed me with a good hard stare.. I felt her pussy walls starting to squeeze around my cock. Her walls further tightened, starting at my cockhead and working upward to my base. The sensations were crazy. I was fighting not to cum, I wanted to leave my sperm inside Thelma's pussy. I pulled my cock out of Lyn and grabbed Thelma. I threw her down on the bed. She spread her legs as I moved between them.“Lyn, your man wants to fuck me. Is it okay? Whether you approve or not, I'm going to fuck his brains out. I've never had a black. Heather shook her blonde mane as if to clear the cobwebs and pointed the remote upward again."You know. I always thought she had nice tits," Cassie said, "You just never knew, you know?" We know now," Heather said, licking her lips.Her skin gleaming under the hot lights, Aimee never felt more beautiful. She wore her usual facial pancake, but knew she'd have to get used to body makeup to even out her tan and to hide the tiny tattoo on her shoulder.Aimee was beaming. Her newly revealed tits were.