Call him in. I’d like to talk to him. He fits this post, if he has enough presence. I’ll give Marty a call out at Saviour.’ Mrs. Morningbloom d...aled the number on the application. It rang a house in Sky Grey, Ohio, not far from Cincinnati. ‘Hello?’ A man’s voice. ‘Hello, I’m Marjorie Morningbloom calling for Mr. Jonas Simms?’ ‘Speaking, Ma’am.’ ‘Mr. Simms, I’m trying to arrange an interview for you with Ms. Gilchromie, the dean of the school of education here at the University of Cincinnati.’. "YES", I said."And with what happened between us you love me to, don't you sweetie", she asked. "VERY MUCH", I said.She looked down and smiled while lightly shaking her head side to side, then in a soft tone like she was talking to herself, "the apple really doesn't fall far from the tree", she said."How's that", I asked."I guess I expected you would follow in your fathers footsteps, maybe its genetic", she said. All kinds of scenarios were running through my head at that point. What exactly. I figured he must be one of the poet slave-masters I'd heard about, although he looked more like a middle line-backer than a bard. He snapped his fingers at Julia. "Come on--up. Let's go. They're ready for you and you ain't ready."She sprang up and the dog popped up with her. The black man took hold of her T-shirt and peeled it up over her head, which left her naked as a jaybird just as I expected. Both her breasts- -round and firm and beautiful--had been painted blue, and there were arrows. The first wave of his hot cum hit the back of my throat. Gulp. I held the base of his cock and rubbed it slowly as the next wave jetted in my mouth. Gulp. Mr. White had so much cum and I eagerly swallowed it all. Gulp. Gulp. Gulp. God his cum tasted delicious. Mr. White looked down at me. Our eyes met with his cock still in my mouth. I lightly sucked it and jerked his cock slowly draining the last few drops. I swallowed all of Mr. White's cum load. It was all inside my little tummy now where it.