So, if you were thinking that something might happen between the three of us, you are dead wrong. Besides, shewouldn'tdo anything with you, anyway. No...offense.” I was taken aback by that. “What do you mean by that” I asked. “Relax,” Felecia smiled. “You are white. That’s why. Look, Anginette is not racist, but she has never dated out of her race. All the men she has dated have been black. All her friends have been black. Anginette is a very proud black woman. She donates to black. Hell, life is good. I treated myself to a toke of weed,and a hit of whiskey. I put on daddy's micro present. It felt good against my hips. Was tiny and smooth, like me.I put on red lipstick, and my 3 inch heels, and a tank top that shows my belly button piercing. Daddy loves a white trailertrash look. Someone knocks, and then opens my door, with a key!!'Slut? You home, slut?!' Daddy J yells as he plops down on my coach and pulls out his veiny member. I walk out, clinking in the heels, as dolled. "Hey! You own that"? Man Mountain said, jerking a thumb towards my bike.My red, white and green jacket had a 'Ducati' logo displayed on the left breast. It wasn't a question it was a statement."Yes," I answered. 'Maybe I'll get off with an apology,' I thought desperately. I couldn't see any cops, damn!"You wanna swap"?"Eh"? I answered in astonishment."Is it a Jaffa"? (Popular name for anything Japanese. A brand name of an NZ candy)"Italian." Fast, eh"? By now I figured he wasn't going to beat. The balls were so full and heavy that I liked it and sucked on it for a while before proceeding to take the monster cock. I licked it right from its base from where it arose to its tip. I licked it from all sides and was hearing small moaning sounds from FIL. I then held his cock straight and looked at its tip a little lip like thing. I titillated it with my pointed sharp tongue and then finally started taking the cock into my mouth. I moved my head over his cock in and out in and out and took.