“What was your stripper name when you danced?” Mike asked.Kim said she went by her actual name because she couldn’t think of anything interestin...g or exotic on her own.I reminded her that it was because she got so drunk she wouldn’t recognize any other name when the D.J. called her on stage.“Oh yeah, that too,” Kim chuckled in agreement.I also reminded her that her stripper name was originally Chastity. The D.J. called her “CHASS-TITTY” because she had such huge honkers. Mike nodded and said. Turns out that he was staying at the same hotel, and could he walk the rest of the way with us? Of course we would say yes, that's just polite. But as we walked it became apparent that he was very charming, and intelligent. He was also a fellow American, a long way from home. I had to admit, it was nice talking to someone from home. It was also apparent that Jill was very attracted to this big black man, and that she really must have liked the fantasy we shared last night. I knew that when I. She licked and nibbled on her neck alternating between soft and hard, continuing to listen to her moan, watching her body quiver with every touch. He watched as his slave played with her, but decided it was time for her to stop. “Did you enjoy licking up Master’s cum?” He asked, interrupting her. “Yes Sir, your cum is a gift to me.” She said as she got back into her kneeling position. “Good girl. I’m not done with you yet.” He started by directing his slave to bend over the bed with her ass. How about you and Dave? Did you have anything going on?" Sharon smiled at her. "We had some fun times, too. Dave can tell you some, so we don't leave anything out."Dad was a horse breeder. Him and Carol's Dad were partners. Dad bred and sold horses and mules. Carol's dad raised and sold cattle. They had been friends all their lives. When they first got started, they bought some land from an old man who wanted to retire. He was almost 80 years old, and had just lost his wife. He was going to.