.. and hot... and he's not my real brother." She obviously wasn't disgusted, or repulsed by my show. On the contrary, it may have been a turn-on.I won...ered if her panties got wet. I wondered if she reached down between her legs and rubbed her clit, at some point. Her friend Cheryl had left the bathroom well before I started stroking my shaft, so Lia had ample opportunity to touch herself while watching me. These fantasy thoughts had me rock-hard again, and I released a load with barely any. I need you to deposit it somewhere else.” With that she stood up and brought me to the end of her bed. She has a long hope chest there and kneeled on it pulling up her nightgown and spreading her legs facing away from me. I walked up behind her and ran my hand down her ass crack passing over her brown hole and then to her wet pussy. She shivered as my fingers found her soaking pussy. I slowly entered my finger into her and she pushed back to me. I started to finger fuck her slowly, rubbing my. His hand, once again, briefly tightened around my throat and then moved to the back of my head. He curled his fingers through my hair and paused, almost gently, before he jerked my head back and leaned forward to whisper, "On your knees."Anxious to please him and to relieve the pressure of the building excitement, I quickly dropped to my knees and began hurriedly pulling his pants down. I love this part, and the smell of him draws me to hungrily take him into my mouth. As I take him all the way. " She punctuated her point by blowing a cloud of highly-illegal smoke up into my face.Just then a very large Afro-American bruiser appeared from nowhere and gave me what I took to be an unfriendly size-up. I figured he must be one of the poet slave-masters I'd heard about, although he looked more like a middle line-backer than a bard. He snapped his fingers at Julia. "Come on--up. Let's go. They're ready for you and you ain't ready."She sprang up and the dog popped up with her. The black man.