Foreword
There were two pretty little grown up girls in James Parsons' house. One was black and one was white.
One was his daughter, and one was his servant. He was able to get the pretty baby face of the black cook's daughter to encase his erect cock in it.
Jonelle dressed up in the pretty frilly panties that he bought her. She posed in front of him with her body which looked years younger than she was.
And, she let him do anything to her. Anything.
"Come here baby, let my stick my finger up your asshole." James cooed to her.
Jonelle came. And, she made him come.
She wore high heels five sizes too big for her, and she wore his wife's old dresses like a little girl playing dress ups. And, then, she'd lift her skirt, and show him the smooth slit of her pussy.
He'd lift her onto his mahogany desk and shove his big, thick cock up her tight hole. Whichever hole he wanted.
And, she'd gasp and he'd pump back and forth. His cock skin would be pulled tightly by her narrow, childish canal.
And, she'd wear frilly panties, just like his pretty blonde daughter. Sandra Parsons wanted to stay a little girl, but she wanted to have grown up fun as well.
And, she did. With several willing men.
She craved their cocks underneath her pastel nighties. She rubbed herself thinking about them, as she sat in her puffed sleeve dresses.
She'd cream all over the ruffles of her silk panties. Her little pink slit would tremble with pleasure.