And she felt truly owned!! Only animals and slaves were branded!! She was a slave!!. She was property!! She belonged to Daddy!!. She felt so proud and...her pussy started dripping.She briefly thought about her parents. She knew that they would be shocked about what she did yesterday and felt a brief pang of regret. But then she got angry. Fuck them!! Her parents are racists!! Fuck them!! They wouldn’t approve of what she did because they hated Black people. Fuck them!!” She didn’t care if she. Still kneeling, she opens her mouth to show me my cum. Then she smiles as she seductively swallows the lot. My dick wilts slightly as we take a quick drink and watch the floor show with Sam and Kumi. Kumi has cum at least twice. Mary now joins them as I sit drinking Champaign and watch. Kumi is taken repeatedly to the brink of an orgasm causing Kumi to beg to cum but Sam and Mary have other ideas. Mary is m*****ing Kumi’s over-sensitive boobs knowing that this alone will cause her to orgasm.. "That's all right, sir. It's been taken care of," she said happily as she sauntered off to serve other customers. I watched her walk away, then I shrugged and poured the stout into my glass. I eased myself into my chair and turned to the stage as I raised the glass to my lips.And I found myself staring into the luscious cleavage of one of the dancers. Almost as if she were performing solely for me, she twirled and danced, swaying seductively, kissing her sexy lips to me. I found myself. She stood up and held her arms out, inviting me to come and hug her, and odd custom that I had never really understood, and I went to her. "I missed you too," she said into my ear. We stayed like that for too long. I tried to let her go and take a step back, but my arms would not let go. I looked over right into her beautiful chestnut eyes and saw in them a need that matched my own, a need that inspired desire. Before I knew what was happening our lips had locked and we were both trapped by our.