He knocked on her bedroom door and was invited in. When he entered her room dressed as she had requested, it filled her with a lust and desire that sh... had not known. Megan had been sitting in her desk chair with her legs crossed so Terry could enjoy the sight of them. Her skirt was so short that it had ridden up when she sat down and was now offering him a tempting glance at the lace tops of the nylons. She stood up and approached him and then slowly wrapped her arms around his shoulders and. "I'm not sure," Melissa finally responded, deciding that honesty was the only option. "I don't know how to answer that."Another groan emanated from the figure. Finally it said, I will pleasure you. Then I will decide.Melissa wondered exactly what it was to decide, but before she could think to ask it, she felt one of its satin-like hands slide down her abdomen. It moved like molasses, oozing with glacial speed. When it reached her pubic mound, it sifted her hair through its fingers, sending. Admit it to daddy."Hesistantly she opened her mouth. I slapped her face. "I can see how turned on you are, whore. Don't play coy with daddy,I know girls like you". She quietly said: "I am your nigger, daddy".I patted her head and told her what a good little girl she was, and herface immediately changed as if she was a dog and had just been given atreat. "You're daddys little nigger girl, and daddy will teach you to serveWhite cock". "Yes, daddy, teach me... Show me how to be your little nigger. " Wait, do you mean we should be on a more private date?" said Garygrabbing Lee's arm. "Because you know that's what I want, and this was..." Was the only way I'd go without freaking out," smiled Lee kissing hischeek then wiping his lipstick off it softly. "Remember what I saidabout patience right?" Of course," nodded Gary. "I'm trying but, in that skirt, you are notmaking it easy." Thank you," said Lee lifting the toddler to his hip and fixing hispocketbook's shoulder strap. "But you're going.