"My mother and father were hippies," she started, "And like all hippies, they gave their children those strange names. Mine were running with a group ...who had already used all the names that symbolized the Hippy era. You know, like Rainbow, Faith, Love, Hope and all those other weird names. Well anyway, when I was born, I had long silky black hair and my mom felt it the first time she held me and said, "Silky, that will be her name, Silky, like her hair." Since my parents wanted to give me a. " The anxious look was quickly replaced with one of joy. Then she started to kiss Jake where she could reach on his face. "Oh Master! I love it! I love you so much Master!" Jake a little stunned from the affection turned when Qaseem stated. "Thank you father, I will try to wear it with pride. I will remember the wisdom you showed in this." The Doctor, Hakiem, walked up to Jake a moment later. "I have checked both Master Jake both are fine. Nyrae should recover in a day." The Doctor had said. "Are you having these appraised?" he asked in a stern voice."Yes, I gave one to Dad last night to have it appraised," I told him."These coins are quite heavy," he said, as he moved the small scale on the end of his desk over and placed the two coins on it."These two coins weigh just over four Troy ounces. With gold currently above $2,500 an ounce, that would be $10,000 just for the gold value of the coins, but I believe they may be worth considerably more than that based on the type of coins. He slapped on my balls with one hand while edging me with other. More poppers. Continuous dirty talk, nipple play, ball play, cock play, poppers... such pleasurable torture! After a long time, I was aching for release, I was begging to cum. He lubed up my dick. Daddy gave me one more popper sniff then finnally edged me until I climaxed. I screamed really loud "OH FUCKkkkkkkkk!!!" I came harder than ever in my life! My cum squirted all the way to my face. Cum all over my chest. Daddy was still.