”“Wow. OK, I am Michelle Veronica Simpson, heir to the Simpson lumber and farming fortunes. I have people running them for me, since all I’ve ev...r wanted to do was be a lawyer. I was born on May sixteenth twenty-eight years and ten months ago, or so. We’re from Portland, and it was there at the Portland Health and Science University that I was cared for so well. I was left without parents about ten years ago when their car didn’t stop at the bottom of a hill, and when it was found that the car. Mom was here until she left town. Now I have the keys.’ She took the keys opened the door and we went inside. ‘I keep all of my personal stuff here now.’ I thought to myself her diary must be here. I tried to keep focus on the conversation. ‘Oh, right’ ‘You must keep all this to yourself’ she glanced over at me looking for reassurance. ‘I will’ I replied. ‘This place is private. No one will disturb you because no one knows about this place so I can….’ Stephanie coughed ‘… self service.’ She. So blissfully happy, drifting. She couldn't tell whether she was lying face up or face down. She opened her eyes, and saw leaves forming the name "Dominica... Dominica... Dominica..." She couldn't tell if they were on the ground or in the trees. Unable to stop herself, she began to wiggle her ass again."Mmmmm, my lovely little programmed slut," Dominica cooed. "Wake up, now, Dan. Wake up. Open your eyes!" She snapped her fingers, loudly -- one, two, three times!On the ground, Dan shook his. I could see her thrusting her finger in and out of the black pussy and I am certain she was working her clit. Apparently satisfied, the black woman rolled over and smiled at her. I heard voices from in the villa and the blonde stood up and headed to the house saying, “Be right there.” I didn’t move and the black woman looked up and saw me. I smiled at her she gave me a friendly wave. I know I blushed, I made sure Roger wasn’t around and I quickly waved back and blew her a kiss. That night after.