I wanted to saythat the thought of being so subservient and emasculated by a black manwas abhorrent to me. I wanted to say that I'd never thought of M...arcus andmy relationship in those terms before now. But I knew that that was theshadow of the old Josh speaking, and ironically I wasn't seeing thingsquite as black and white as I used to."I guess not, Miss Stevens," I replied quietly, staring down at my lap.Was I becoming Marcus' prison wife? And if we ended up released together,once the. That was one of the most attractive things about him. Well, that and the long thick cock that seemed to always stay hard no matter how many times they did it or how close it got to dawn.The only other man who had recently managed to touch her special spot like that was the terrible Mister Higgins who used her body like his personal servant making her do things her husband had never thought of in almost thirty years of marriage. If only he wasn't such a criminally-inclined person with an. Some of themcalled by to say goodbye and he tipped his glass to them, barelyacknowledging their presence. He was thinking and plotting.He had planned to leave early himself but was now determined to stay atwork until everyone had left for the day. Once they had, he punched up aspreadsheet on his computer screen which listed all of his staff's loginsand passwords. He made his way over to Mike Harris's workstation andfired up his computer and logged in.Mike Harris was a fucking idiot! He. Lexi felt like she might pass out before Babs summoned her back with the soothing purr of her voice. “No,” she whispered. “An ass like yours deserves to be cherished.”“Mommy,” Lexi whispered as Babs slowly, deliciously withdrew. And then Babs slowly, torturously pushed back inside of her, filling each and every inch with Bruce fucking Lee. “Uhh Mommy!” The shaking immediately returned and redoubled as Lexi climaxed like a freight train.Letters cannot adequately describe the unearthly sound that.