She looked up and saw Mr. Richards and Yolanda looking down at her. Her hands were still between her legs. She felt very exposed like this having just... shared this most intimate act with the older white man. Her legs gaped wide open, her black pussy glistened."Stand up, girl," said Yolanda, picking up her chain. Shanika stood. "Display," she commanded. The slave girl resumed the position she had been taught. Her heart was still beating rapidly, having not recovered completely from her self. "You won't stay that way, however. As you grow some of you will get muchcurvier with larger - in some cases much larger - breasts. Others won't.Some of you will develop into the tall, leggy, small-breasted young womenfavoured by the modelling industry. Indeed, half the top fashion modelsin the country were once pupils here, whatever their official biographiesmight say. Another change that will happen is you will become attractedto boys." No way!" said someone."I'm afraid so. While those who. Ellen's youngest sister opened the door and her eyes got big when she saw me standing there with a baby in one arm and a baby bag in the other. I walked in and went through the living room and into the kitchen. Ellen wasn't there, but Mrs. DePaul was. I was in the middle of explaining Theresa to Ellen's mom when Ellen came running into the kitchen and her sister trailing behind her."Is that for me, Jackie?" Yes, but not to keep. Her name's Theresa and she's six months old." I handed her the. Just pressure, I’m not flicking it around, I’m just rubbingher in small circles. Being careful not to rub the toosensitive head. I pull it back between my lips and suck onher clit, just like it was a small prick. Softly, slowly,working her into a frenzy. She’s breathing heavy, and herhands are clinched on the sides of my head. She’s workingher pussy against me in a rhythmic pace, just like she wasmaking love to my mouth. She’s cooing and whimpering. Shetells me.