In the front hall, Detective Lopez shakes rain off her coat and wipes her feet as some of the girls look at her curiously, wondering what a detective ...s doing at CCL House. She’s a tall, thirty-something woman with full lips, cold eyes, and curly hair.Upstairs, the top sister of CCL, Amy, sits at her desk in her room in slippers, panties, and a sweatshirt, diligently planning the next three weeks of events for CCL. This isn’t just a sorority, it’s an institution in the town of Gurlberg. You’d. The Leading Seawoman blushed in embarrassment as she reprovingly gently shook her daughter's hand muttering a sharp "Erin" under her breath."No mind", McCock said to the mother as he realized that he did indeed make a strange sight dressed as he was in tan short riding boots, buttoned grey double breasted frock coat and jodhpurs with the yellow sash about his waist beneath the heavy sword belt with the long straps to the sword sheath and the flat brimmed slouch hat with its single ridge fore. As we got inside the house, my sweet wife started telling me how her weekend had transpired.It started as her boss, Leon, a huge dominant black man, had requested her to be white whore he would train to teach his two nephews how to treat and control a submissive white slut. Those young black guys had not been with a woman before and Leon was very specific how black men should control white women. According to him, all white married women were to serve and obey black men in every aspect and. I started to move when I realized, oh shit, my cock was hard and pressed against her arse. She was breathing softly. She was still asleep. If I move real slow, she'll never know it happened. I started to roll away from her, when she moaned a little and snuggled in closer to me again. I froze. I didn't mean for it to happen, but when she snuggled in closer, my young cock automatically flexed. Oh shit!I was afraid to move. I didn't know what to do. I lay as still as I could. I slowly began to.