As much fun as it was to think about making every guy at Ronny’s party cum on her pretty tits, Mikki just wished she could have just one really spec...al guy. Then she could have his dick anytime she wanted it. A guy who would kiss and cuddle her after cumming on her and make her feel important. There had to be a guy like that out there for her. A guy more like her dad, with a cock as nice and big as his. She’d seen it bulging in his underwear when he was sleeping. It was hard not to act. I had her against the wall of the pool three times. The first she just pushed me off and I gave up for a little bit. Second time she push me away but held my hands so I didn’t leave. The third time we came dangerously close to kissing, but she pushed me away slightly and lifted herself out of the pool. “Let’s go in the hot tub” she suggested because she was afraid of what could happen. When we switched it took about ten minutes to get back into the near kiss situation. This is when she. Within fifteen minutes, the couple was unconscious. The plane descended into its final approach and stopped along the runway. A truck with four of the Mistress’s African guards and the two white slave body doubles pulled along side the plane door. The exchange was made quickly and efficiently. The stewardess handed the pilot a sealed suitcase with his bribe money and went with the truck. The plane was soon off in the setting Caribbean sun. A butler brought a silver platter with a. It was a common for everyone to sleep early after dinner. We acknowledged her call and walked towards the dining hall. My mind was wandering in my own world of thoughts about all that I just heard. After our dinner, we had some fruits and proceeded to the family living. Grandma was busy with her dishes and grandpa lay on his bed in his room. I and Jeeth Chetta were alone in the room, so I resumed our conversation.“Chetta, please tell me, how does one masturbate” I asked again. “I told you, can.