I assume you have already drafted it?" No, Ms. Yanith. I have not yet started the book report. I realize I have only two weeks left and I have read th... book, as well as several of the ones mentioned in the bibliography, but I still have to write my report." See that you start quickly -- I expect the report to reflect everything you learned this year." Yes, Ms. Yanith."Linda was friendly today. When I said "Hi", she asked me how I did on the report."Not bad. I got a B-, but only because I handed. Karen was lying on top of the covers, breathing her freedom away with every inhalation, looking like an angel. Inside her mind, however, Karen was anything but peaceful. Yet again she had felt a massive arousal and tightening just a few minutes ago, it surely could not be in anticipation of the therapy session could it? That was absurd as she only had eyes for Simon, even if Doctor Grey was a distinguished man. Her thoughts calmed as Grey sat on the edge of the bed. “I am more and more. She really was a slavegirl!!She thought back to the branding. Yes it was painful. Yes it was traumatic. But Quanesha was right. The pain was only for a short time. And now she understood something of the pain that her racist ancestors had inflicted upon Black slaves. 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. I undid my pants while she lay there and watched me.Now I always have condoms with me but nothing feels better than unprotected sex, plus I can always pull out. So, I layed back down on top of her and kissed her passionately, as she just had me and rubbed my cock up and down her pussy lips. She bit my lip then said, "Stop fucking teasing me. I want you in me now!"With that I plunged my cock into her. Her head slammed the pillow as she let out a loud grunting moan. I muffled her moan with my.