The salty-sweet flavor of the combined male and female sexual fluids flowed over my taste buds like a runny improperly congealed gelatin containing th...ick ropes and clumps. Using my tongue, I would scoop a heavy strand from the inner walls of her snatch and swirl it around in my mouth, relishing the taste and reveling in the perverseness of the act.“Yeah. Yeah. Eat that pussy. You were born to eat pussy, weren’t you? You know that’s what you were born to do. You were born to be used for the. In front of them men were standing. Their training was almost complete. Only a few things remained to be thought. Some girls were mediocre, some girls made her feel proud. Especially Takira was a top slave girl. Takira excelled in fucking; deep throating and serving men in general. She was genetically modified to grow large lactating breasts. It was a calculated risk from the Slave Camp Cooperation. But they didn’t count on one side effect; she was horny all the time. Wet pussies were. I got amused by how much she got taken aback by my material. I read her facial expression as she was reading. It was as if she was innocent."Chad, you could do this stuff for real," she said, impressed.Looking back at it, they were not that good."Thanks," I replied.I thought about her (and other girls that I showed my early work to). It intrigued me. All the boys I showed my stories to had a different reaction.After we graduated from high school, she went to college in San Antonio while I. My name is John and here are the events leading up to this amazing happening.My wife Adele and I were married 16 years ago while in our senior year of High School. We did the "right" thing after Adele got knocked up during a wild night of sex. I still remember it like it was yesterday. Adele is a very attractive brunette with perky C cup breasts and an ass to die for. She has always had a bit of a wile and exhibitionist side to her. On the night I knocked her up with our precious daughter.