Sally came and lay down on top of me, kissing and caressing me. "I love you Sally," I told her. "Your body feels so good to me. I didn't give you sore...nipples did I?" No Sugar, I am fine, especially now." She gave me a sweet kiss, and I was out. I waked up sometime later to hear Billie saying, "I am too heavy to lie on him." Sally answered, "I thought I was too, but he will just pull you on top of him. I bet he will suck your nipples the whole time. It will make you sore at first, but you will. That afternoon after lunch, Quentin took a rest in his cabin. He awoke with his customary feeling of randiness, to find his ravishing Creole slave-girl kneeling submissively by his bed, hands on top of her head. She had been in the same position when he had dozed off. What a beauty she was! Those eyes! That mouth! Those lovely tits! And the colour and feel of her skin... superb.“Good afternoon, Princess,” he said lecherously.“M-Master...” said Carlotta. As always, she seemed to flinch. .. YEESH!!!Damn loser trailer trash Fred State numskull morons! Fuck them for licking me into this nightmare!Only thing that keeps me going is all the cash I’m collecting. Millions and billions!I mean, look at that schmuck, Morocko Cheatin’ Hoebumma. He was born in a shack in shithole Wakanda, probably in an outhouse, now he’s worth 8 figures, all for what?What a nerd. He never chases tang, only reads books at night. Reads books! What a loser!Think of how much cash a killer like me will rake in. The young boy at the bus stop, Tommy Brennan, couldn’t help but notice the pearl white Escalade cruising slowly down 7th Street. He stopped studying for his test and looked admiringly at the car with its fancy rims. He saw the sexy beautiful woman driving and his stomach dropped as he saw her staring right at him. His cock immediately lurched in his pants. At his age; his cock was a constant hardness as his young hormones worked overtime.She drove past very slowly, looking out at him. His head.