”“Sara, you’re a good girl.A big smile broke out on her face, her face flushed, and her body wriggled slightly.“When I tell you that you’re ... good girl, you will say ‘Thank you Master,’ won’t you Sara?”“Yes, Master, I will.”“You’re a good girl, Sara.”Her smile broadened even further, she blushed again, and she said, “Thank you, Master!”“One more thing, Sara. Think about how you feel right now, how deeply asleep you are, and how good it feels. How much you love to hear the sound of my voice, and. Itna ki zinda na bachu.”I started penetrating her like a wild horse. I said, “aur andar gaya to itna fatt jayega ki abhi operation karwana padega.”She said “fuck me like a whore. aaj sari seemaein paar kar do”I started pumping her ruthlessly holding her breasts and said, “u got sucha wonderfull body that if there were holes in all body part, i would have fucked each and every hole of yours”She then had her first orgasm. But i was like a wild animal. I kept pumping her. Then I turned her over. She could no doubt feel my throbbing cock mashed against her. My right hand slid up under her shirt and cupped the one of her bare breasts. It was soft and pliable in my hand. It was maybe a C cup, and centered with a rubbery stiff nipple.A moan escaped Miranda's lips as she felt my touch. I squeezed her tit firmly as I teased the nipple with my thumb. I felt her hips jerk against me.She looked up at me and then pushed back. She dropped to her knees in front of me. She grasped my belt. I kept gazing at his rod and mumbling, "It's beautiful," between my now heavy breathing while I slowly began to grab and squeeze my nipples.Richard got off the bed and grabbed me, sucking a nipple into his eager lips. At that moment, more than anything in the world, I wanted to be used just as a sex object by this beautiful black man.I reached between his legs and fondled his large, hairy balls as he continued to feed at my breasts. I pushed my pants to the floor in one fluid motion and stood.