" Mistress, may I ask a question?" queried the redhead."Go ahead." Why are you having me enlarge myself when I am already too large to pleasure a man?...How foolish, thought Vickie, she doesn't realize that once she's stretched so large, not even Donnie will want her back."That you will find out soon enough. For now I'm hungry." Yes, Mistress," responded Cindy, knowing better than to ask too many questions of her mistress.As was the custom, the two naked women served their mistress, standing off. It is said that if you can remember the sixties then you were not in it. I do remember emigrating from the UK to Australia but the rest will no doubt come back to me one day; oh yes I did also get married.I make no distinction between the sexes nowadays and will engage sexally with either so needless to say I have received a considerable amount of cum either orally or anally, or all over the bloody place. I have also slopped out many pussies in my time and all of this is meant to be protein. Angie had never thought of black men as object of sexual desire. Not that she was racist or anything, but she was raised in a context in which blacks and whites simply didn't mix very much. She had heard jokes of their cock size, of course, but she always thought they were just jokes. Also, she definitely didn't care for the ones with a lot of "street" attitude and attire, having grown up with the idea of a "Prince Charming" as the ideal mate."What? You don't believe me?" Christine could see. I know we haven't known each other very long, but I can feel it in my heart for the very first time. I think about you all the time. I want to be with you whenever I can. I want to make you proud of me ... to show you that your faith in me is justified. No one has ever had the affect on me that you have. I'm hoping ... I'm praying that you feel that way about me."I gave her a loving smile. "I think we're going to make it happen, my love. I want us to carry on the way we have for a little while.