Rachel didn't realise what just happened. He slapped her again and said, 'you shall be my slut for a week, or else I will fail you on purpose.' Rachel...started crying but she wanted to pass and didn't know how brutal this man could be. She said yes weeping. He tore her dress and was happy to see no bra inside. 'Bitch seems you don't wear a bra to the school too. I like your perky little tits. Are you a virgin?' Rachel was feeling cheap standing in front of a man older than her father with her. Tryin'to help those 'round us in dire straits," I told her."If not Gods, who are you then?" she asked as she looked down at thefeeding infant then back at me."Just friends, hun. Just...friends." Alex? We're running low on moisture here. Lena and I won't be able tokeep up the fire fighting for much longer," Amy warned as she caughteveryone's attention."That's good for now, gals. We'll be switching to recovery mode now.Amy and Lena both nodded and the clouds dispersed rapidly."Alex? Was it your. Simons, got that?” When I got to the apartment, I checked myself to make sure I was presentable then knocked on the door. Within seconds, it swung open and Mrs. Simons stood there in a loosely tied housecoat, and from the way it moved it was obvious that she was not wearing a bra. Although in her late fifties or early sixties, Mrs. Simons, or Meg, as I found out later, had obviously taken good care of herself, she was, from what I could see from the outline of the housecoat, slim with nice tits. That area just below the balls that is very tender to the touch, especially whenthat touch is with the tongue. I lave around that area for a few minutes and then payattention to the balls themselves, sucking each one into my mouth and probing aroundthe with my tongue, feeling them move around in the sac with each lick. I then move up the sac until I reach the base of that wonderful, black, uncutcock. The texture is quite unlike any cock I've ever felt before. I've handled many white cocks,.