“I want you to look at me and play with those big black balls of yours. Stroke that nigger dick to my fat white ass and tits”. She then reached do...n and pulled off her nightgown to reveal her whole naked body. “Are you looking at me? You better be. I want you stroking that big nigger dick to me. You are my slave, so you look at me while you fuck your own hand!”As I continued to jerk off in front of her, she began to tell me how she would have me doing some of the most humiliating tasks. She. Her muscles were stiff, and she wasn’t flexible, but that didn’t matter — her voice told me everything. She moaned as I kissed her, and then her moans blended together, and when I licked her — a long, soft stroke of my tongue, from the bottom to the top — her moans became a wail, and she grabbed my head and pushed my face against her lips in a sharp jagged movement. I burrowed into her, licking and probing between her swollen lips, and she came in a series of spasms, her legs slapping together. As they walked through the large atrium and took the escalator to the second level, Abby said, “I want to stop in this home store that I know you will just hate, but there is an art store right across from it that you can check out.”“It’s okay Aunt Abby, I don’t mind going to the home store with you,” Davey said, not wanting to disappoint her.“Trust me, you’ll hate it,” she replied, and then as she slipped him some money that he didn’t want to take, she winked at him and said, “And besides, for. My brother’s taking a bath for his date; just as planned, he’ll be out of the way. Mom’s at work, my sister’s at a friend’s house…all I need now is for him to come…*ding dong*The doorbell! Alright. That’s him, it’s showtime.****“I do it every night! And you?” I bragged with a mischievous grin. Marcus, Josh and I were just walking home from the courts when I suddenly decided to open up my favourite topic of conversation.“Uh…of course I do, shut up!” Marcus blushed heavily. Though he’s not new to.