Eventually she stills, and sighs as he pulls out of her. He turns her around and sits her down in my lap, her soft hair brushing against my face. She ...eaches between her thighs and gently guides me into her soaking wet pussy. She begins to rock slowly as she leans forward and grasps the other man’s cock, bringing it towards her.“Yeah, you like my black fuckin’ dick, do you slut?” He smirks.“I fucking love it,” She purrs, stroking his swollen length. Feeling resolutely ignored, I start to buck. " Like what? What is she saying?" Ella asked trying not to sound too intrigued."Nothing. She brags. She keeps talking about how good he is in bed, and how big his cock is." Mya trialed off wistfully, thinking that she need to get home to reflect a little more about Billy Barrows big cock. Ella was too shocked to notice her daughter's tone, "Mya Thompson! Where did you learn to use that kind of language?" What? That's what she says." Mya replied defensively. "Still that's no way to talk," she. GROOOOOWL! She: You turn me on so much!!! Mmm, baby, I want you right now! Home now. Got off early. Wish I were getting off with you! I love you! Your sex kitten. Ps. Le Purrrrrr! Oh, did I mention phone sex? There’s nothing like having someone tell you exactly what they want to do to you and what they want you to do to them. And hearing your lover’s voice (when you know you can’t see them soon) is both a soothing balm and an incredible irritant. She: It was great to hear your sexy voice. So, the mobs teamed up with scientists and they began to genetically engineer humans to fit the demand. They would transplant them into donor mothers who would act as constant incubators, and to tell the truth I?m not sure if they had much choice about it. They would birth child after child until they either died or became useless in which case they were discarded, not pleasantly. Let me clarify that none of this was legal. But very much like the drug trade and the higher priced.