Then runs her finger around the inside of the glass to collect any residue she can, which she sucks off her finger with another contended sigh.“I wa...t more…” She says as she crawls after Prince. He’s flopped on his side and is licking his still erect member. Karen joins him and starts licking at it at the same time as he is licking at it. Her tongue and his meeting on his cock, a mash of wet flesh. A frenzy of licking.Afterwards she’s interviewed with her face still shining from the dog jizz. You have to ask him to brand you into slavery I did and so did all the other girls in Black Daddy’s family.”Kimberly couldn’t really focus on the first part of the answer but the second part with branding and slavery terrified her. “But there aren’t any slaves anymore”“You know that white racists owned Blacks for centuries. They captured them in Africa, brought them over in filthy slave ships, whipped them, branded them, raped their daughters, sold them!! The only way that we white sluts can. She leaned forward, placing her hands on my dining room table, her star-fish and shaved pussy in front of me. I slipped the head of my cock up to her pussy and pushed. She took in a deep breath, a gasp-like sound, as I shoved my cock into her pussy. To my surprise, there was a block. I grabbed her waist and pushed. She let out a short “oh” as the small membrane gave way to the pressure. My pubic bone crashed into her soft ass, as did my balls. I worked my hips back and forth, my cock sliding in. “Could you come to the tournament? No one I’ve seen in years is as good as you are,” he asked in a hopeful voice.“I haven’t done anything in years. In fact, Grace and I have only sparred a few times since getting back together,” I told him to a frown.“Grace?”“Gwen is using Grace as her name now,” I told him, and she smiled at him.“I’m also using a different name now,” I also told him to a frown.“We work for an Agency that doesn’t like us to use our real names. They are a bit anal about it,”.