Long story short fast forward she had left her boyfriend and started to spend time with me at my home she would ask for a drink and massage and would ...ell her girlfriends how much she enjoyed them. Many times I would massage her I would pop a boner, how could I help it she was hot. At times I would rub her leg and tell her she felt tense, I would try and come up with conversations so she would think that I was being professional about the rub down on her legs. I am sure she must have felt my. This was Southern society at its best so far as I was concerned, the wealthy white men who ran the city and half the state, enjoying their black mistresses. We deserved to be spoiled and I couldn't stop smiling as Mr. Reiser held me close, patiently teaching me how to dance while other couples swept around us gracefully."I wonder if this isn't the real reason for slavery." Mr. Connelly, who had recently been the state Solicitor General, drawled lazily. "This, right here. A bunch of rich old men. He glanced at Jacklyn. She was almost in her second trimester and her stomach had barely bulged. Damien knocked on the door and his mother answered. She was a kind woman with shoulder length blond hair and blue eyes named Karen. “Damien?” she asked. “Come in, come in. Andrew, its Damien.” Damien led the way into the house. Jacklyn followed meekly. Damien squeezed her hand tenderly. Andrew, Damien’s father had dark hair and eyes like his son, except with gray around the ears. He embraced Damien. Susan had to hold him down and calm him. As I started to massage his cock out of its sheath he started to settle down. He seemed willing to see where this was going.I tried not to look at the faces of the people as I leaned down and started licking the Lab's growing organ. I knew from my previous experiences with the Great Danes that a dog's cock was not nearly as slimy as it looked and, in fact, didn't actually have a bad taste at all. Still, it looks slimy and it is still a dog's cock after.