I was seated on the couch, wearing a new bright African caftan Jamal had brought over in the afternoon. Instead he motioned for me to join him at a little table that had been brought in at some point. You are going to be his precious piece no more. He was firmly mounted deep in her young white body, pumping load after load of his semen down deep into her vagina. He was kicking, bucking and snorting as his testicles pumped into the “catcher’s mitt. Or was he setting me up to take their game even further. But I had to admit a little disappointment as he continued across the room to the window that looked out over the driveway. Free on the range.”
He laughed,
“Well girl I caught you. Finished with the bathroom duties, I took a pill provided, and dropped into bed nude with the normal hand towel up between my legs. My brandings throbbed, but for the first time I could deal with it without screaming. I moved backward off the wooden pony and stood beside him. Bobby had me nutted, but Sparkie is a nigger with a big cock and big balls that has paid me real big to do Bobby’s princess. Is that what you wanted?”
Travis laughed,
“The blacker the better!” He offered with a gig toothy grin.
