Master, Lord! He knows what I need!"You are Master's slave. He commands you to cum for him!"I came in waves. Sweet waves of submission. Submission to ...y Lord!"You are Master's slave. Your breasts and tits are his. He demands you use them for his pleasure only!"My breasts. My beautiful breasts. My tits. My hard lusty nipples. Master loves to use them so much. Hold them, squeeze them, spit on them, whip them, poke them, slap, tie, cut. He is so cruel."You are Master's slave. Your breasts and tits. They have one son, Jake who is a year younger than me and a good friend. You do not see any Asian in his looks. He looks a lot like his dad. He is not quite as black and probably ten pounds lighter. They have been our neighbors and friends for almost ten years. On the floor a couple feet away was Mom. She was on her hands and knees and her snow white body was sandwiched between the two black bodies of Jim and Jake. Their seven inch steel hard black cocks filled my mother from both ends. . As Megan was sitting in homeroom, listening to Mr. Edwards drone on and on about boring school safety shit, she let her mind wander, thinking about how she has had the biggest crush on one of the teachers in her high school, who is also a friend of her family, and how she hoped that she had outgrown her childhood crush. The bell ringing snapped her out of her daydream, and she hurried and put all her stuff in her locker before heading to Mr. French's classroom. Before she went in, she waited. "What the hell is the matter with you?"I reached inside my jacket pocket and handed him the envelope that was in there. He took it and opened it. He pulled out the check from Aaron's estate."If he had told me what he wanted, I could have saved him a lot of trouble and kept Tamara out of harm's way. Tamara is worth a hell of a lot more to me than money."Dan looked at the check again and realized how many zeros were on it. His knees got a little weak. "John, I can't even imagine how much money.