She flashed a devilish smile as she grabbed a wooden spoon and began to gently play with herself. She chuckled while poking at her clit with the handl.... “So Nipsie likes pussy” she chuckled while continuing to prod her own pink labia. “Do you like my pussy?”Again I refrained from answering, just giving her an encouraging smile.”Do you think DJ likes my pussy? I’d love to have his big strong hands on my ass while he tastes my pussy. Do you think he’d like that?”I never answered even though I. Her legs were incased inopaque latex stockings. Her dress was also latex, black, the hem of theskirt stopping well above her knees. The neckline was cut low. Herbreasts, bigger that I would have thought given her usual attire, werealmost completely exposed. The latex continued down her arms to herwrists. Her nails were at least an inch long and painted a bright red,looking more like claws than nails. Her makeup was not her usual soft,natural earth tones, but of a dark, menacing, yet smutty. He wasn't giving me any looks, no help with his eyes or his voice."About whipping Tom Henry, sir." I licked my lips. "He doesn't deserve that and ... and I'm sorry I asked you to do it." Is that a fact," he said, and it didn't sound like a question at all, but I answered anyway."Yes sir." I nodded. "He angered me some, but I was wrong for thinking he ought to be whipped for it." I swallowed hard. "I'm just a house negra and I don't have any call for treating him like I've been." I see..." Mr.. Bridget said, “You made sure that I enjoyed it and more than once! When we were done you thanked me and then kissed me and held me close! It was so romantic!”The rest of Saturday and Sunday I spaced the girls out to give them the very best sex possible from me. I went in reverse order and made love to Trudy, Dawn, and Sylvia next. I saved my daughters to last just in case I didn’t get to them. I knew that I would be making love to them every evening even if I hadn’t told them yet.Alyssa was the.