..you tiny cock fuckin bitch don't deserve this big black titty..beg for it some more..tell me who owns you..(who owns that tiny cock?...Me: Miss Tame...a owns me, miss Tameka owns my tiny cock...i lean toward her taking her huge breast gently with bith hands and start kissing it and licking it..i am hard as a rock at this point. Tameka: Thats it, worship Tamekas big black titty...kiss it, kiss my nipple..lick it..lick that big tit bitch ...i lick and slobber on it for a couple minutes..she slaps. How was your day? Let's sit down and have some coffee while youtell me all about it."Trying to ascertain what had happened to him she asked, "Heather, how wasyour day?"Heather smiled coyly. "Let's just say that no one ever had an orgasmwhile scrubbing the kitchen floor. Come join me and we can talk."Ellen picked up her purse and made it to the couch, bewildered byHeather's sudden transformation. Trying act casually until she coulddetermine what Heather's game was, she replied, "The meeting. "That has nothing to do with me. My job is to find out his fate. What he was, or was not doing, means nothing to me," the Captain said."So, if the Army is being used by a cult of Devil worshipers in order to persecute Christians, you would be fine with that?" I asked."What are you talking about?" he asked."The bad guys don't need to raise an army Captain. Not if they can hijack yours," I said it smiling at him. "If you don't look at what you are doing, then you may be a Devil Cult's army." I. She looked almost.. bored.it wasnt until i ran my finger down the side of her stomach did i feel a scar. i looked at it, it was light in color and about 3 inches long and almost seemed to be dented inwards. before i could question her i found another one down by her thigh. i looked to her other side, there were similar scars near her fleshy ass and her abdomin. i touched one, and she moved quickly away from my finger. finally... i got a reaction out of her.'how did you get these?' i asked,.