"Oh god, Michael. I am so wet! I wish you could taste me right now." You taste you. I want to hear."With that, I hear you begin sucking your juices of...f your fingers. I do love the sound, baby! You suck again and again, the sounds filling my ears and head. They are the same sounds I hear when you suck my cock, driving your mouth over the head before your head dips down and takes me down your throat."Are you stroking your cock, Michael?" you ask."Of course. How can I not?" Have you put lube on. At some point one of them flipped up her skirt and proceeded to fuck her doggie style as Robert held her head on his Black cock. As soon as the first Black man was done, another took his place until all four had fucked her and Robert and D'arnell had come in her mouth. During this Robert called me on Jaye's cell phone and allowed her to lift her head off his Black cock to tell me about the change in venue and what she was doing. After that they texted me a video of her with Blck cocks stuffed. Reihnholt grinned, “probably never seen one before since your so young, that would explain your nervousness.” Ashley shook her head, “Oh no, I’ve seen one before, my ex-boyfriend’s back in the city. But he was no where near as big as you.” Mr. Reihnholt laughed, “I’ll take that as a compliment.” Vicky’s voice interrupted them, “Why don’t you show it to her daddy.” Ashley spun around to see Vicky standing in the entrance that she had just recently came through. Vicky had huge grin on her. ‘Monthly check ins with a parole officer, for no more than six months,’ he laid out, at least for once in his life able to be blunt with his information and get straight to the point. ‘Please, it would cost you no more than three hours of your life over the next six months.’ I stopped, but just for a moment, and not because of anything that he said. It was really just kitten-like curiosity that just had to make me ask. ‘What’s in it for me?’ ‘Well, Mrs. Facelli and I have discussed this,’.