So Kristy's sound sleep had been born of both exhaustion and the reassurance by Victoria that Janeen's banishment once again to wagon three would not ...be reversed as long as Kristy could satisfy her audience the way she had done last night.Kristy pondered the toll that kind of commitment would exact upon her, but the mere thoughts of being close, of being held, being kissed, being fed upon by Victoria would have driven her to take her own life if necessary. Never had Kristy been more certain of. I smiled and showed my bad-girl tongue-load of sperm to Billy. He told me to swallow it all like a good little girl and I did, just before the video faded out. Damn. Damn. Damn. I remembered that night well. Billy had driven me up to Lookout Mountain, which had long been the local necking spot because of the romantic view of the city. I thought we were going to have some hot backseat sex, but Billy begged me to blow him. Not that I minded. There’s something about hot sticky sperm splashing. ”“Yes, sir!”Kenyada spotted the baby oil sitting on the nightstand next to the bed. He picked up the bottle and squirted some on Cam’s ass. “Twerk it for daddy!”Cam gyrated. His juicy ass jiggled and shook.“Dammit, baby! Daddy needs to fuck that pretty ass!”“Come fuck it, nigga!”“Turn around and let me see that fag stick!”Cam did as instructed. Kenyada reached out and gripped the eight-inch rock hard tool. “I can’t believe I like playing with your dick!”“Why not, daddy!”“Cause I’m not gay! But. She felt as he drew the straps of her gown down past her breasts and had to stifle a shriek when his mouth left hers and descended onto her breasts. He gently held a breast in each hand and gave careful attention to both. Soon she was writhing on the bed with new sensations as he latched onto one and suckled. Her breasts now felt heavy and swollen, and were extremely tender. She barely noticed his one hand trailing down her stomach until she felt it rest on her mound. Whimpered as he parted her.