“I am all sticky; you made me cum so hard. I have never cum like that before, it was wonderful. I think you and I are on to something here buddy.”... And with that she sat up causing me the let go of her breasts. “I can’t go meet Bill like this now can I?” and with that she removed her shirt, wiggled out of her skirt and walked down to the waters edge. “Are you coming?” she asked. “Not yet, but I hope to.” my response. “Well come on then.” And with that she slipped out of the warm night air and. At some point Hank demanded that I not only lick the cocks but also the asses of the negroes. I was divided. On the one hand I knew how horny it made the men when you stuck your tongue up their asses, on the other hand I didn't like the sour and rancid taste of sweat and ass. "Then get the fuck out of here," Hank barked at me. "There are dozens of cunts like you and they all lick black asses. So get the fuck out!"I cried and refused to leave him. So it became my specialty, licking the ass deep. Last, but definitely not least, I thought, high heels. I smoothed mydress under me and sat on the edge of the bed. I slipped on one of thepumps. It slid easily over the nylon stockings. I crossed my leg and thestockings felt wonderful as they glided over each other. I slipped onthe other pump. I stood up and had trouble balancing on the spike heels.I took a couple of small steps, using the dresser for support. The shoesI had worn with my other outfits had heels, but they were not this highor. “Again,” she said.“You can’t be serious.” I stared at her.“Again!” she insisted.“This is crazy!” I moaned.“I’ll scream,” she warned.Blackmail! I was being blackmailed by my own sister, who was demanding that my donkey dick be put inside her. She was crazy! This was the stupidest idea she’d ever had.“You’re probably bleeding again,” I said, thinking that would stop her.Her hands relaxed a little and she pushed my body up, lifting her head to stare down at the tip of my cock drooping into her.