Uncle Gary grunted once as he felt his cock,red from the blood that had flooded it minutes before, become enveloped bymy wet mouth. My mouth moved dow... as I used my hands to try to maneuver histesticles into my mouth. They were so large though, that I could only fitone into my mouth at a time. I used my lips and tongue to massage them andcoat them with my saliva. Uncle Gary reached down, and pushed my headfurther down so that I encountered his asshole. He used his legs to pullme, forcing my. “Then let’s get the work out of the way,” I say.We go inside. I have my arm around her as we stop in the kitchen and see Jill and Dakota sitting quietly drinking their coffee.“Hey ladies, look what I found outside,” I say with a big cheesy smile plastered on my face.Ronda goes over to each of them and kisses them and asks, “Is there any more of that delicious coffee I smell? I haven’t had any coffee since I left the hospital early this morning,” she tells us. Sammy begins to pour her a cup. We want you to cuckold them.”Wyatt stayed silent for a beat, making sure he’d heard right. Then kept his mouth shut for another beat before rolling his eyes and exhaling audibly as he thought. “God damn it. White people ask me this all the time.” Saying this out loud could risk his job but he was tired of it. Fucking Ms. Standburg would be a pleasure, but he liked Mr. Standburg and would take no pleasure in humiliating him, even if that is what he wanted. “Me being black and having a big dick. That, I assumed, was for thesixth and seventh concubines and myself. I was disappointed to find out thatour lunch mainly consisted of dishes exhausted by occupants of the other twodining rooms. I was told before lunch that I had to be the last to stick mychopsticks into the dishes. ??????????? Afterlunch, my servants came to inform me that my training will start. For the firsthour, I was critiqued on the exact posture that one is to assume when kneeling,when kowtowing, when walking, when.