She was a nice girl, good for him. I was just drunk, horny and lonely. I wasn’t used to getting turned down.I almost got up, and went to the bathroo... to change, but I couldn’t stop myself. “Ever think about me when you’re all alone late at night and can’t sleep?”He nodded his head yes.“One time thing? I’m horny. I just want to orgasm. I just want to make you orgasm.”He didn’t say no.“You finger me. I go down on you.”“You can’t tell anyone.”I wanted to joke, saying something about him being. His precious daughter creamed by a hated nigger.To add insult to injury, Micajah made her lick his cock clean of cum.George couldn’t bear to watch any more but he couldn’t find the strength to stand up and switch the T.V off, it seems that the black varmints were not done yet with his daughter.For as the tape continued to roll. The black men were intent on fucking her for more time to come. First Bob poked her rosy poop hole. Elise had been reluctant to let the nigger use her backdoor.“I’ve. . yes it was as He liked it, He would be pleased she thought just as she heard His key in the lock.Standing in the centre of the room, her eyes sparkling with anticipation she waits for His entry, then He is there, His large muscular frame almost filling the doorway. He looks at her from steel gray eyes and then slowly His gaze travels around the room, taking in everything, He begins to approach her, she does not speak, not yet she knows better than that. He looks deeply into her eyes, she. "Eat up girl," Rosy told her, "don't look so glum. The war can't last forever, can it? Come with me to the club, grab yourself a handsome farmboy from Idaho or somewhere. Never know! He'll take you back to America eh? Better weather, no rationing, streets paved with gold and all that," she chuckled."I'm going to grab someone called Chuck," Rosy added, "he'll be from New York and we'll live in a big house, with servants. Do you suppose they have servants over there?" I don't know, Rosy," Eliza.