The forty year-old woman let go of her son's hand and turned about and crawled upon her knees and hands until she dropped, thankful since the room was...now spinning, onto her side.Ronald stood and turned off the bedroom light, slowly making his way back to his mothers bed to crawl up on his fathers side.The silence was very thick, as was the darkness, yet the sound of both bodies seemed to be thunderous. The heavy deep breathing the thumping of hearts in chests. Finally, Jennifer asked in a. Your Daddies are afraid that without enough Black cock, your pussies could dry out and shrivel up.”Latoya was surprised at the meeting and was surprised what Dazhawn had said. Even she wasn’t going out on many dates with Black Daddies anymore. “Could her pussy really dry out and shrivel up. That would be terrible!”Dazhawn continued. “But don’t worry. There are parts of the country where there isn’t enough white pussy to go around. We Black pimps have an association. We take white pussy from. Just say yes." Yes," she answered."Do not say her name, but did you refer a young woman to me that needs advice?" Yes," she answered."Am I really the only one who can handle this?" I think so," she replied. "It's really complicated. David, her father..."As soon as she said a name, I broke the connection. She had already told me everything I needed to know. My actions may sound overly controlling or even rude, but I keep too many people's secrets. Keeping secrets is part of the service I am. He thrust into her over and over, and she watched as her breasts bounced in time with his thrusting. He was hitting all of the right places and seemed to be enjoying himself, judging by the sound of things. He reached around her between her thighs to massage her clit as he thrust and she was sent into quivers of ecstasy. She reached between her own legs through to his balls and stroked them as he thrust into her. Soon, they were both spent, and she climbed out of the shower as quickly as she.