"Don't bother," Mr. Binns said with an appreciative grin as he looked down the front of her robe. "What are they? Thirty-four B?" Thirty-five B," Jane... said proudly, pulling her robe open so he could get a good look at them."Of course that's nothing compared to what Susan has," Janet pointed out."I don't know," Mr. Binns said, "thirty-six C isn't that much bigger. What? Who do you think buys Susan's bras now that her mother's dead?" Good point," Janet admitted she noticed the way Susan's father. Joani also noticed her new young Black-Lover-To-Be gazing at her hot naked white body with a****l-like lust. "Do you like what you see?" Joani smiled sweetly. The young Black Man agreed that he did, indeed, like what his eyes beheld.The Young Black Man reflected back on the evening's events. He was in an absolute state of bliss! He could not believe his luck! This sexy White Woman had picked his black ass up at a bar - where there were too many Black Studs to count - and dragged him back home. His dark eyes focus on her breasts, straining against her dress.Then his eyes meet hers. “Daddy?” she whispers.“What the fuck do you expect, Rory?” he asks roughly. He digs his fingers into her sides. “You let me fuck you. You let me cum in you. You let me lick you and take your ass! Do you seriously think I can get that out of my head?” He drags her to the bed and makes her sit. “Let me see my tits,” he demands in her ear.Rory takes a shuddering breath. His tits.“Let me see,” he says, changing. Atwhat moment does a woman cease to consider her man to be HER man oreven a MAN? My opinion of him irrevocably changed upon his asking me torub his prostate to climax him. Real men don't ask such things. No,they'd instead simply order it done and then rejoice in the blissafterward. The odd thing was that he seemed to revel in theindifference; this coupled to his growing obedience enabled me toconsider him now so easily to be "not my old Jeremy" or "my wimp" or"my cute-fistee".I didn't buy the.