That’s Way Too Huge!

Her small breasts were cupped by the halter top she wore. Perfect. Tania gulped down the jizz firing out of my cock. She was a light-skinned Black girl with dark freckles across her cheeks and plump lips graced with a big smile. He had olive-brown skin, a mix of his Arabic and Japanese heritage. I reveled being in her twat. “Oh, yes, Master.” The bed creaked. “Or, well, maybe the dinner rush is finally here.”
“Yeah,” I panted. Her cheeks hollowed. Turned the vibrator down to one. My dad didn’t say anything when I told him. “Master?” whimpered Tania, squirming beside me. “That’s interesting.”
“Mmm,” I said, noticing it. He wore sunglasses and nodded in approval. Sometimes the fact I had a pair of sisters as my sex slave girlfriends sent awe spilling through me. I felt amazing. He had bling on. Perfect. I reveled in the feel of them.