Ask me to slap your pussy." Wha-What?" Ask me to slap your pussy. I told you earlier that YOU would ASK me for everything", I meant it." OK, Slap my p...ussy." Please!" Slap my pussy, please." Spread your legs, slave. Let me have room to swing."As she opened her legs, I slid my hand between her legs and pulled up her panties. She was leaving a big ass stain on the car seat. "Raise your pussy up. Lift up off the seat." I started slowly spanking her pussy. Slap, slap, slap, slap. Rhythmically,. As he regained his breath, he shifted to support a little of his weight himself. He kissed her shoulder, hugged various places; but soon he was shrinking out of the rubber. He had to dispose of it and the mess. "I have to go," he said. He grabbed the bag on his way.She thought he looked a little silly, holding the base against him as he went. But he had taken responsibility. And he had brought her joy. And he had called her name at his climax. Not telling much, she didn't hear as much as some. Michelle's husband was giving her a license to fuck black men!Fred watched while the other women took their turn familiarizing themselves with what they considered a biological miracle. Tyrone's big black cock went from mouth to mouth, occasionally spurting a huge load of his jism over some lucky lady's face. His neighbors started baring their breasts in hopes of having the divine black cock touch them, boldly offering their nipples to be anointed. Fred had never imagined these normally. Deliveries weren’t going to be there until after Christmas.We weren’t even lucky enough for this religious group to believe that alcohol was the devil’s blood, or whatever the Baptists around my great aunts home in Mississippi called it to make it sound like pure evil incarnate.To the vending machines we go!Nope. Someone had raided those already too. No one was coming to fill them until next week.Joe it’s not like you don’t have a few extra pounds to live off of until dinner.Back in the office.