..Daddy is going to give you the cum you love, you sissy slut...yeah that’s it suck it.....you dirty bitch.”Helen realising that I wasn’t going ...o attempt to stop sucking let go of my head and knelt down behind me, I could feel her breasts pressing against my back as one of her hand wrapped around my waist, under my short schoolgirl skirt and begin stroking my erection still trapped in my white cotton panties. Her other hand moved down my back until it rested against the butt-plug filling my. "Campari and Ice," she whispered as she had painstakingly learned to do.The Officer roared with laughter, he had asked, she had not known it was he.He was troubled, white women were supposed to hate sex, yet she seemed every bit as oversexed as the young girls from his own tribe, perhaps there were no differences under the skin. He quickly set the treasonable thoughts aside.Warm sun, regular orgasms, her pet dogs, her soul mate Mr Stephens, she did not know his Christian name despite all the. Could she marry Jeff and not do any of those things? His church seemed to be all-encompassing; they'd probably insist on her doing things their way.She turned south on I-39 and began looking for her exit. It was dark and the snow was coming down heavily. Maybe it's a good thing I'll be spending the night at Emma's, she thought. I know I'll be safe, and if I have any trouble in the morning there'll be plenty of people around who could help me.There weren't as many cars in the Grange's parking. Silently he withstood her alternating pleading, whines, threats and attempts to guilt answers out of him as they packed for a couple of days in Florida. She finally resorted to the silent treatment which given her mood was no punishment at all."Do you think the trust company cheated us?" she finally asked him as they rocked toward St. Augustine in the Tube. She had tried breaking him down by not talking to him but seeing how that didn't work, her apprehension about what they would find and her.