Deserei's apartment

"Your a terrible person, but at least your not a monster I guess." Jess replies as she stands up, and helps a still shaky Deserei to her feet. "What should we call you?"

"Master." you reply easily, still drinking in the sight of the two beauties, the white one pouting at you, the black one shifting about uncomfortably.

Deserei snaps her head to glare at you and spits out "Fuck you!"

"Already did." you drawl out happily as the black girl tries her hardest to stomp away to the staff room, so you turn and lead Jess to the bench by the entrance to wait for her. When waiting around with Jess for the black girl to get back starts to get awkward you reach over and snake your hand down her pants to start playing with her snatch. She tries to squirm away, so you slap her, lightly, on the cheek "Here I am trying to help you get used to your new life as a cumslut of a camwhore, not a college student, and you act prudish like that on me?" you pause to click your tongue "Show some gratitude and respect." Stockholm syndrome, here I come, you think to yourself as Deserei finds her way back to the two of you. Her top is a black vest, only the middle button done, showing plenty of cleavage as well as accentuating her taught midriff. You look out the door to where your car is parked, and see a cop get out of the one next to it. Probably off duty but still, fuck. "Jess, let Des wear your pants. Deserei, undo the button."

"What, why?" the black girl stutters out, still clearly needing alot more work to get her to where you want the pair. You slap her cheek lightly and scowl darkly at her until she complies.

"My ride, my rules. Just be glad I'm not gonna ask for more ass. Seeing as I'm not interested in cash or grass from either of you." you explain as Jess timidly slides her jeans off again before handing them to Deserei. The black girl, being a few inches taller than her friend looks pretty ridiculous in what amount to high-waders once she slides them on, so you yank them down so that the pants reach her ankles. Unfortunately for her, that causes the snap to pop open and her clit hood to be exposed. Grinning, you tilt your head to order the girls to follow you, and start walking.

As you make your way to your car, you pass the off duty cop, who stops dead at the two nearly nude girls, Jess lightly blushing and Deserei scowling as they follow you "The hell are you two young ladies wearing?" he demands as he glares at you.

Panic, barely controlled panic. Shit. Shit fuck shit fuck gaddamnit holy fucking shit. This is it, the moment of truth. "Oh, um... well, you see officer, I just **** these two, and her pants" you point over your shoulder at Deserei "Didnt make it. I had her friend share her pants with her so they can both be dressed halfway decent while I give them a ride."

The officers face goes from wrathful to neutral again as he looks past you to the two girls "You two are riding a damn thin line. Don't let me catch you dressed like this in my town again while I'm on duty." he looks back at you as the cold sweat starts to fade "Have a nice day sir." You can hear Deserei whimper behind you.

"Thanks officer, I'll make sure they aren't so blatant. You see, both of them want a baby real bad now." you pause for effect, wishing you could see the faces of the two girls following you "They probably wont say no to any man that asks to fuck them, so if you ever need to blow off some steam..." The officer is, to be blunt, built like a brick shithouse, at six and a half feet, with shoulders so broad and muscular that he may need to turn sideways for narrow doors.

He eyes up the two girls, more appraisingly than upset this time "They go topless inside?" you nod, and a wicked grin crosses his face "I haven't got off since my girlfriend dumped me last month, I'll have to try to find one of these two when I have more time. Thanks bud." Jess actually clings to your arm in fear for the rest of the walk to your car.

"Deserei, your riding shotgun, take us to your apartment and jack me off while you do it." you order as you unlock your door.

Grumbling, the black girl get in as you told her and gripes "I thought you said we wouldn't get **** again unless we're still not pregnant after six months." as she undoes your pants while you start the car.

You nod "And you wont be. I'm just helping you the way I was helping Jess. Getting you more used to life as a cum guzzling sperm burping whore." The handjob she gives you is mechanical and **** but it does make the two block drive to the black girls place more fun.

"This is it, I'm the upper." Deserei says as you pull up alongside what looks to be a three story house, a damn near obese Hispanic guy sitting on the porch, a bottle of tequila and a foot long sub sitting on the table next to the chair he's in. The windows are closed and you can smell the fucker from here.

The ebony hand slides off your cock, but you look over to glare at her. "I didn't say you could stop bitch. Phones." Deserei goes back to stroking your cock with her right hand as she fishes around her purse with her left Jess gives you hers. You add her as a contact on your phone and order "Remember girls, I want an update on how many guys your fucked and creampies you took every Friday" you pause to toss Jess' phone into the back seat as Deserei hands you hers. "And at least one picture or video to prove your not lying to me. Help each other out girls."

"And why the hell would we donate to your spank bank you **** fuck?" Deserei demands, once again stopping her efforts to jerk you off.

You heave a sigh, grab the back of her head and slam it down onto your dick, she tries to struggle up, so you slap her cheek with her phone, then go back to your second facebook browse since you parked your car. Finding what you need, you grin and answer "Because one of you have a baby sister turning eighteen in two months, and the other has some smoking hot identical twin cousins here in town turning nineteen in a few weeks. It'd be a hell of a birthday present to get them knocked up because you cant follow simple instructions." Desereis struggling becomes panicked at this point, so you just start facefucking her. By the time her struggling gets weak from lack of oxygen and the panicked moaning is starting to fade, you blast your load of the day down her throat, leaning back with a contented sigh as strands of cum seep out from the sides of her mouth and from her nostrils. As Deserei begins weakly sliding her mouth off your dick, you lazily order "Swallow before you make a mess in my car, or I'm taking you home to keep **** all weekend. I'm sure your boss would understand you needing a few days off." You feel the black girls throat muscles contracting and can hear her gulping down the rest of your spooge before she slides her mouth off your cock with an audible pop. As the duo climb out of your car, and support each other on their walk to the older of the twos home, you idly wonder where you'll go next on this amazing Friday night.