I think that you will be a good earner for me!”“Oh, I hope so Daddy.”“Your attitude towards me has changed slut. You didn’t seem very happy ...a few hours ago when Tyrone sold you to me and you realized that you were now owned by a Nigger pimp.”“Oh, I’m so sorry Daddy. I didn’t mean to be racist. I never expected to be sold. And you are so big and strong and I’m so small and weak. I was afraid that you might hurt me. But now I think that you just want to fuck me and sell my pussy. I hope that my. I looked up once again and her eyes were closed but I knew that she was enjoying every bit of my attention on her feet. The more I massged her feet the more she shuffled around so I just stopped trying to keep her from discovering my hardon and took a chance that maybe she wanted to find it. My instinct was right. As I had her right foot in my hands rubbing her so soft sole her left foot found what she was looking for. As it rested right on my Dick she started moving it up and down. I looked up. Her blond hair fell down to her waist and her eyes were a cloudy blue, more brilliant then mine. I was glad of this because none of them looked like me. Her waist had more boyish curves even though she was just fifteen, and her breasts were smaller mounds. No bigger then a pair of 32 "b"s. A size smaller then mine... I would have to keep careful track of my bras. She kept looking at me, smiling warmly. I only had a scowl on my face, even after the day of the wedding. I guess she was a little. In the headlights, she did a little pirouette, then lifted both breasts up with her hands. Her pussy positively glistened. She then came to the drivers' side of the car, opened the door and straddled me, facing me. She took the base of my cock and directed the head between her wet pussy lips."Are your nails trimmed?" she asked.I thought it was a peculiar time to discuss hygiene, but as she took my hand and drew it behind her, I realized she wanted my finger up her anus.As I pushed my finger.