God made it that way to keep us adults from going bonkers."No, Victoria, I don't know. Suppose you tell me, since you think it is so important." I sho... back."She just got back from the store. She bought some black hair dye. She is going to dye her hair black." She looked at me, as if I should know what this meant."What?!? She has beautiful blond hair! Why would she dye it black?" She's dyeing it black because Amy's hair is black, and Daddy loves Amy, and so she figures that if she dyes it. Not anymore. Not now. With one, pointed thrust of his hips and a satisfied grunt, those desires were instantly satiated."Ah-uhn!" Jamie groaned aloud.His large dome pushed into her. His thick shaft pulled in the folds of her petals as if they were sucking him in. He pushed deep and smoothly into her wet tight snatch. Her tenderness clenched around his hard cock with exhilarating effect and he closed his eyes and listed his head back, a stream of warm air blowing through a sharp grin.Jamie's. I could feel the tear run down her cheek. “Where is your father and my mother, Theresa? Why are you here alone where ruffians like this can attack you?”“I am fifteen, Miranda. I should be able to run a mercantile,” Theresa said. Then she began crying, dropping the broom. “Miranda, I’m so frightened. My father is following the railroad. He sends orders to me and I fill them on the next car out. Your mother ... Miss Dolly is ill. This was the first time I’ve come to the warehouse alone.”“Can you. She pushed open the door to what was now her favorite room, the only one she'd used since Halloween. She walked in, followed by sondra. She turned and forcefully frenched the slave while she reached out and closed the door.I need to assert myself. Show I'm in control still."I'm so hot, sondra. So horny." She backed away a step. "I'm going to use every inch of that luscious body of yours." She looked the naked slave up and down. "I love the effect that collar has on you. You look so submissive.