Sarah sat up quickly. "Really?" she prompted."Yes, it was the weirdest thing! I see what you mean!" Oh, I'm so happy that you finally know what I'm go...ng through," she cried, wrapping her arms around him and pulling him into a hug."Me, too!" Seth said. "Why do you think that you always visit girls, and my first visit was a guy?" Maybe because boys and girls brains are different, and our "dreams" can only go to brains that are like our own?" Sarah speculated."Maybe," Seth agreed. "We should. Grasp her skull and throat firmly and hold it with authority. Pinch her nose to control her breathing, if need be. Verbally abuse her. This is how bitches like her secretly want to be treated, whether they admit to it or not. Since we want her to become addicted to your cum as well as to your total control over her, this is the best way to accomplish both tasks at once, linking them forever in her mind. You may stop when, in your opinion, your treatment appears to have accomplished its desired. I reached forward and grabbed him. I began to pump him back and forth to the mental image in my younger sister jilling herself of. It was such a picture perfect site. If I thought she was a knock out before it was nothing compared to what I saw her as now. I started jacking harder and harder. I could feel I was about to cum. Quickly I searched round for a handy towel. I grabbed one from my study desk and wrapped it tightly round my dick. "Oh fuck yeah, oh Tia baby," I softly moaned. The beast. The girls loved the arrangement. They no longer had to worry about stupid school assignments or rules or the restrictive rules from their parents. They played at beauty all day with their friends and they competed with each other to be as slutty as possible. They watched unlimited interracial porn and they all loved the porn with the big Black man, or Black men, fucked the tiny white girl and gave her unbelievable orgasms. They watched Black singers and Black comedians. They no longer cared.