Before the pink semigloss paint could dry on the walls, the long-awaited baby daughter they had prematurely named, emerged silent from Wanda’s womb....In the months that followed the funeral, Shaquan grew quieter at home but was making the buxom receptionist from L.B. Schatz Construction shriek his name. Now, several years after exchanging vows for better or for worse, Wanda stood frozen in the kitchen where chef-quality dinners had grown cold on too many nights. There she remained as stiff as a. “I heard you yell my name. It was hard to miss,” she replied.She walked her fingers up my leg. I was wearing shorts. She flattened her oiled breasts against my bare legs.“I have to finish school!” I said in exasperation.She cocked her head. “I am stopping you?”I shook my head.“Hold your head up,” I told her.Puzzled she lifted her chin.I unlocked her collar. I let it dangle from her neck.“There,” I said.She pulled it off and held it in her hands.She looked at it and then to me.“I didn’t ask for. The edges of her light brown naturally curly hair became damp with the perspiration gathering on her forehead and trickling down.I knew she would now be as horny as hell as I was myself so after the strokes I brought her back to him and gave her a leather thong. She knew just what it was intended for and she tied up his balls and cock into a little parcel before licking and sucking on her tortuous creation. I stood her up and allowed him to taste her breasts and suck her pink nipples and. It would be to your great advantage, my dear, to consider this a privilege and an honor.’ Mistress paused, hinted at a smile, and then stunned me by adding, ‘You are the prettiest little morsel I have ever seen, and that if you are an apt, obedient pupil, all my friends would soon be lusting for your delights.’ Hearing this, my heart skipped several beats and I could suddenly smell my damp panties permeating the confines of our moving parlor. For the last several miles of our journey, I was.