" Are you gonna make her go?" Neil turned away from the couch as he asked the question, his eyes focusing on the screen where Stacy moaned and fondled...her small breasts.Behind him, Sharon looked at Gary, leaving the decision to him."I don't think so," he answered. "At least not right away. We don't want to burn her out. Let's leave it for something special. We are selling them this tape though; they're paying another hundred bucks for it." That's five hundred bucks." Neil tore his attention. “Just give us a moment or two to catch our breath, Miss Track and Field.” I added.“Wait, I was in track?” Meagan asked.“Yeah. You were proud of it too.” I said as a familiar car pulled up.When it stopped Danielle stepped out, wearing a white t-shirt and some jean shorts. Her shirt was tight enough that you could see her baby bump, and she was smiling like she didn’t have a care in the world.“Hey future boy, you ready to go?” She called out.“Yeah, let me go slug some water, and change.” I called. He then noticed his balls were out and tried to tuck them in, but they were just too long and loose and he gave up and just let them swing. I even went around the block just to get another look, and I was not disappointed. Later that same day on my way home, I was driving slow up a hill. Running towards me was a man in his mid 20's, thick muscular body, no shirt covering his hairy chest, warring only very short nylon shorts, no jock strap. It was so hot he was drenched in sweat, his shorts were. There was no way for that to fit in my tiny white hole. But it did look like most of the cocks I was watching and those white girls were absorbing them into their pussies and asses and throats. The training vids continued to be played. I hated the pause between the vids. I wanted to see more black cocks. The black man then started telling me how to present myself to black men upon my husbands command. I was to be shaved smooth at all times. Heavy make up would be applied. Very bright red shiny.