"I believe there are some practices, John, which call for what you term 'moral outrage' wherever they may take place. Involuntary servitude cannot be ...condoned by custom, or by convenience. Nor can thievery, for example. Whatever consequences may be the result of correcting such practices surely cannot be worse than the practices themselves. And whatever gain may arise from overlooking them must be shameful. I'm sure you will agree with me," I concluded. Brummel made a little snorting. I won’t let you.’ He pulled away from me. I wanted so desperately to pull him back, to hang on to him. He moved back to the couch and sat down, staring at the empty glass on the table. ‘You’ve had a trying night, Kaitlin. I’ll see you in the morning,’ he said, never taking his gaze from the glass. I stood in shock at what I had done. Tears began to well up in my eyes. I ran to the bathroom and shut the door. I didn’t want Blake to see me cry. I couldn’t face myself in the mirror. All the. “You don’t have to put it all the way in. Just the tip. Rub your cock-tip on my little cunny.” Dan was too turned on to resist. He took his hard cock in his hand and guided it to the outside of his daughter’s pussy. He rubbed the tip of his cock up and down her slit, feeling it just graze the inside of her wet pussy. “Oh! Oh! Oh!” Jill moaned. Her eyes were closed, her mouth open; Dan thought he saw some saliva at the corner of her mouth. “Oh, Daddy, you make my pussy feel so good!” Dan. His hand reached through the hole and somehow he knew exactly where to reach to, his hand went right on her breast and gave a soft squeeze she grabbed his wrist and pulled on his arm, he gave another squeeze and pulled his arm back in the hole" very nice feeling " he saidshe wanted to leave but felt a stomach cramp and knew she couldn't Then to her shock the tip of his cock was in the hole, then more came through, and more, he was huge, she had never seen a black mans cock in person before,.