" "No shit," I said. "Well she may be looked at me for a second, but then her eyes dropped right to my dick man. And she got real red." He laughed. "S... of course, my cock kind of came alive when she looked at it. I was commando as I always am, and wearing sweats, so I know she could see my package." He laughed. "Well she spins her cart and shoots off in a different direction," he chuckled. "I keep shopping. I am looking at this and that, minding my own business, just pushing my cart," he. Moaning into my ear he answered, “You know why, slut.”I let out a soft moan as I said, “Is it so I can suck your cocks?”“Yeah that’s it. We gonna break you in right. Gonna make you our black cock slut. You want that, slut?” Roberto whispered into my ear. Moaning and cooing, “Fuck yes I do, I want to be constantly fucked by my three black daddies.”Roberto leaned back straight and slowly withdrew his cock from me and then slowly stroked back in to my cunt which drew a long soft ‘oh God’ from my. And it surprised me. It was bootilicious as they say. So having this little moment in my head I showed her the apartment. Of course I offered a drink. And she accepted. We talked and talked and I realized that I wasn't quite annoyed with her any more. She simply talked to me like we were two adults and not the condescending tone she had when I was younger. As a matter of fact I was beginning to enjoy her visit. Time flew by and hours had past. It was time for her to go. Then she said that she. The black servants seemed to enjoy the floor show too.With dinner over, Travis gave Bettina her birthday gift. It was a flat box wrapped in yellow paper with red ribbon. She tore it open and put her hand over her mouth and gasped when she saw what it was: a white gold chain attached to an upside-down gold heart with a diamond in the middle.She started crying and said, “It’s beautiful!”“Happy Birthday, Bettina,” Travis said. “I had it custom-made especially for you.”He slid closer and clasped it.