A girl.The third time I actually wore it outside, in public where people couldsee me and the whole "getting dragged out of the house" was just anact, ...ell mostly an act. Chloe and I went for a walk; along the river,through the town, around the park and up to the castle where wepromenaded along the battlements with the breeze whipping the skirtaround my legs until I forgot to feel silly and even, dare I admit it,quite liked the way it felt. Even when I stopped, it kept moving,flowing around. "Feel my cum shoot up in you, bitch. Ungh. Feel me knock you up."She felt his hot black seed rushing into the depths of her pussy, blast after blast splashing the back of her womb, and the taboo of it made her orgasm grow in intensity. The force of his cum was unlike anything she had ever felt with her husband, and her pussy involuntarily clenched his black meat, milking every drop. All the time he continued kissing her and saying, "Oh, yeah, baby, feel me in you? You're so hot and tight. I. "I liked Jim, your, uh ... Master ... I liked him a lot and you being his wife and all..." he cleared his throat, " ... I think maybe we shouldn't, you know?"I narrowed my eyes and tilted my head, trying to understand what the man was saying. He didn't want to mate with me anymore because my Master had married me? Or because he was gone? Or both? I didn't understand any of it. We couldn't control those things. We couldn't change them, and they didn't really change anything at that moment. My. After laying there for a while just talking we both dressed and went out for lunch.We wore the same clothing as before. This time he knew when we were out that I had no panties on and he had notworn underwear either. So when we sat in the diner he could almost see up my skirt. I sat in such a way as totease him by giving him a glimpse every so often while we waited for the food we had ordered. I could see the bulgegrowing in his jeans. He leaned over and whispered to me about how much I.