"You see, son, it was too tempting for me. I made a proposal to Alex. Now you can think about it. If in some way you can bring Alex in contact with hi... parents, the deal is that he will tell you everything he can predict from what he observes around the world. I don't have to tell you what a huge advantage it would be, if you would know two weeks earlier, that a company brings out a new item, or that their net result has exploded." I can see that, dad. His predictions would be hugely more. The 'naughty boy' comment made his already semi-erect cock stiffen even more and the still smiling Maneka's eyes moved to his crotch as she said, "I think we should take that cane out of the cupboard don't you?" Yes, I think we should, Miss."As she led the way upstairs, his eyes were on her backside and he could not detect a panty line under her very tight skirt.They reached the appropriate bedroom and Maneka went to the cupboard and took the cane out. She turned to face Roger as she flexed the. She had always heard the stereotypes of the White women who were attracted to Black men. Yet, she realized, the reverse was also true. She had to admit to herself there was an aura of mystery concerning differences of sexuality in the races. She told herself it made no sense. Human bodies are pretty much the same, no matter the race and Black myths notwithstanding, she had been told by a close friend who had dated and bedded men of several races that there were, as she put it, "studs and duds". Approved of it.Was willing to share it.“Your brother will have quite the harem,” grinned Ava. She took a fluttering lick through my pussy, ending on my clit. “Me, you, Zanyia. And there’s my bedmaid, Greta. I want to see Sven take her cherry and fuck her hard.”“Ooh, you wicked princess,” I said then gasped, her lips sucking hard on my clit.“So wicked,” she moaned between sucks and nibbles on my bud.I shuddered, the pleasure rippling through me. I humped against her lapping tongue, my fingers.