Joi went to work." Where's the baby?" In the car seat. In the living room." 'Kay. Specs didn't wake me. Sorry." Low batt, Bo."Kinny sighed. He sat up....I put 'em in the charger." Thanks. Where's Mom?" He stuck a finger in his bra. The pads weresoaked."No clue." Can you watch the baby while I shower?" Sure."Kinny nodded. "Thanks for the wake-up. How'd you get in the house?" Door wasn't locked." Bull cock. I know I locked it." Front door was locked. Back door wasn't. I put your bike in. "Now you're gonna give my balls a tongue bath" I hear you tell me. You lay on your back and I crawl between your legs. I lift and hold your balls and feel their meaty weight. I play with your balls and jiggle them around in your warm damp scrotum. I start kissing your balls all over. Then I lick them all over, including underneath them on your perineum. Your balls smell so rank but so good as I clean them. I suck your balls into my mouth one by one, but no matter how hard I try to, I. He could do just about anything to me and I would not say no. My top was soaked from his sucking both my breasts, it was as though I was leaking milk. The room was cool and when that air hit the wet spots on my top, my nipples were even harder, larger and ready to be man handled with some nibbles and some hard tweaking. He started to work his way down by kissing my belly and licking the belly button. He got to my pussy but he did not pull them off. He started to kiss the outside of the panties. With each passing moment, the dawn of realization that what actual slaves had to endure was far worse than his circumstances became more and more apparent. He hadn’t been raised to believe himself inferior his entire life. He had never done a hard day’s work in his life, he had never been sold away from his loved ones, he had never been forced to do anything sexually that he didn’t want. It was almost as if the spirits of slaves were whispering to him within those walls, telling him that he.