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Today was Tuesday, which was date night. Mike hated it because Jenny insisted on going out. She was getting ready upstairs, her hairless pussy had been cleaned and her bag packed by the door. That was always her first priority, her service. He looked inside the bag and even though he knew what was in there his heart sank upon looking inside. There was the collar on top, ready lingerie to be put on before leaving the apartment and beneath were the accessories. Wet wipes for cleaning herself after being used so that she was ready for her next master, a chain attachment for her collar, a short flogger for her master to use, a big black cock dildo with a suction cup in case her master wanted her to fuck it whilst sucking him off, a chrome butt-plug with an ace of spades icon on it for anal play, and a bottle of lube in case her night was busy. He knew seeing the bag that he could never compete with the complete devotion and riding control that black men had on her and her deep passion for satisfying them. Upstairs, Jenny took her pill so that she wouldn't get pregnant. Nobody wanted mixed race babies, the best black men were the darkest with the biggest, thickest cocks. She loved tracing the veins that ran along a thick shaft with her tongue and dreamt of the distinct musky smell that came from a black mans balls. She was excited and felt her pussy beginning to moisten as she wondered how many masters she would serve tonight. She wore a tight white top that was low cut so that men could see the middle curve of her breasts. It was tight and knew that if she didnt wear a bra, her nipples would be on show through the thin fabric. It was a little much, but she'd decided to leave it off. She wanted every black man to imagine playing with them, kissing and sucking them as soon as they saw her. On her bottom half, she wore a loose black dress whith white polka dots small tits that came to slightly above her knees and some strappy black heels. She looked at herself in the mirror and admired her image; she looked irresistable. She knew Mike wouldn't be happy as he would know the innevitable would happen. She was going to get fucked hard tonight, she could feel it. As they left the house and walked to the car she felt a flutter in her stomach. It didnt matter how many times a black man dominated her, used her, and left her pussy filled with cum; she never lost her hunger for more and she blowjob was especially excited tonight. Mike had put in Fucking a special effort. He'd put on his only suit, a drag grey affair from one of the low end white shops, and booked them a table at one of the nicest restaurants in town. Sometimes, the more affable black masters shed serve would take her for an extended session and she knew that such an event was far more likely in this sort of environment than just out in public. Whilst a master had the right to take her anytime and anywhere it was generally frowned upon to do so in an upscale restaurant so they would provide private rooms for her to be used in away from the main eating hall. The extra effort of taking her there meant that the master was more inclined to take their time and possibly repeatedly. Mike had insisted that she wore a coat out tonight, claiming that it was cold despite the air being quite mild. In a childish act, she'd decided to fold her skirt over to reveal an extra inch of thigh whilst he wasn't paying attention. It annoyed her when Mike tried to prevent her from serving her role and it turned her on like nothing else to be used in front of him. To see him so helpless as she was was trust into again and again, to see the struggle in his eyes as he watched cock after cock push through her pussy lips and plunge deep inside of her. Aren’t you just special!” "Hmmm das ist toll was ist das?" fragte ich sie mit geschlossenen Augen. It felt funny being encased like that. It came to mind that I did wake up some times in the middle of the night with Baxter humping something. Mitchie Fucking was three, nearly four and a healthy and robust child full of happiness when she had left this morning leaving her in the more lingerie than capable hands of their nanny. “What are you thinking about?” asked Macie as she rose up between my thighs, her face coated in my pussy cream. “She said,”You never went soft.” “Your belly, it-“ ‘Keep going Anne. I was open as far as I could go. Once I told Daisy that she would soon be a member of my team she said, The bosses want to see if my ideas for turning old shipping containers into modern living spaces has potential. Even though she’s quite feisty, she’s also rather submissive by nature. She kept masturbating to her brother and sister, making herself cum several times with heavenly pleasure until she had enough. We only have a few minutes before Richard arrives. She was also very shy, which ment she was unable to let anyone know about what she really wanted. That she would never, ever be a satisfied by Chris or any small tits other guy. Although Rohit had just ejaculated, he furiously jerked himself off and forced himself to get hard again. I put Miguel in the passenger seat and uncovered his body enough to make it look like he was just sleeping. A beautiful morning. I remember vividly how afterwards I was desperate for any sign there was still kindness in the universe, and grateful when the lowest slave showed me mercy. “ That's not the general idea. I squirmed in her arm, riding pressing against her. Mike grinned. “What do you want to do?” It had taken an annoyingly long blowjob time, but I finally got an actual person to talk to me. Her face was pretty, the beauty of youth. A light hissing. The long boat was sent the recall signal. As they came, they kissed passionately, not caring about morning breath.