"Say it. Tell me what you are." He said firmly but encouragingly. "I'm a black cock slut. Use my holes. Please use my body." I begged. I ...eard a Pop! Two of his fingers stretched my hole and I moaned louder no longer nervous and overcome by my internal nymphomaniac. "You want to be stuffed like a little slut?" He asked with a firmness in his voice. "God yes. Fill me up Please fill me up." I begged and moaned as he worked with his two fingers inside me. I. .. comes down to stay here with me sometimes while he's gone. We're sort of like you. We... really have fun together. Her parents don't have a clue. They probably wouldn't let her come down here if they knew." Has Carmela been spying on me too?" Laura asked crossly, aware that she was becoming a little defensive and irritable."Gosh no, she doesn't even know I've been doing it." So you have been doing it."Joy looked down bashfully. "I couldn't help it. I sort of, you know, got excited when I saw. She feels something moving through her pussy, then pokes her hand. She screams as she pulls her hand away, and steadies herself on the kitchen counter. Moaning and groaning and gasping in pain, her yoga pants start to make a tent in her pants, and the fabric starts to rip and tear and out comes this cock from her pussy. It slides out, and as it stops growing in length, it starts to bend up and out in front of her, and with one final scream, two balls fall out of her pussy and hang there under. Can you take me to the cafeteria and stay with me?" I was laying it on thick. I figured if she wanted to play along I could have some fun with it."Hmm. I guess I could help you. What are you going to do for me?" Well, I don't know. What do you want?" If you are hungry enough I know a place where you can eat as much as you want. I'll provide everything you need for some really good eating."Instant hard-on. I would have loved to take her up on that, but I didn't think Leslie would be too happy.