His brother's semen hadn't come anywhere close to him, but he moved anyway."Guys are messy," said Lynne, whose hand, no longer filled with stiff penis... had found its way between her legs. It looked like she was rubbing her pussy, but I couldn't actually see that."That was so hot," groaned Scott. "I've been trying to get Tammy to do that for six months." She should," said my daughter. "It's fun."I realized I was spying on my children. Of course the next thing I thought of was that my children. Lately i've been thinking allot about the story Jay told me ( see chapter 8) and i've been trying to go deeper into his mind so i can understand him. I don't understand how a person can make you feel like they love and hate you simultaneously. I wanted to help Jay but how can i help someone i don't understand?; someone so quick tempered. I get to work and after getting out of my car i feel weird. My stomach feels twisted and upset. I rush from my car to my job's restroom because i feel like I'm. What followed was a nervous amble through the school towards the VP's office whilst doing everything in my power to avoid attracting attention. I guess if I'd been one of the popular kids I'd have appeared so uptight that I'd have been surrounded in seconds, as it was hardly anyone noticed me and those that did simply nodded and continued on their way. Any sort of grouping by us nerds was likely to attract unwanted attention and it was natural for us lesser beings to actively avoid forming. Oh!... Ah!!" That's it, girl," cooed the blonde, "cum for your mistress. It's all right. Cum for your mistress like a good little nigger girl should." Ah!! Ah!!" cried Shanika as her naked black body writhed on the floor beneath the white girl's foot. "Oh, yes! Oh! Ah!!" The orgasm washed over the negro slave girl's body in waves as she continued to grind her cunt against her mistress's stocking clad foot, leaving it wet and sticky. Finally her spasms subsided and she began to catch her breath..