A large, foreign black man

On the way to the door she passed the room where the mother and daughter were. She paused momentarily; the blonde woman bare breasted, suckling her black daughter, looked at the teen blissfully and then nuzzled her nose in the thick tightly curled black hair, sighing contentedly and still regarding Madeline, told her softly that ‘this will be you soon’.

Madeline managed to break the spell the stimulating breastfeeding had cast on her and opened the door, not wishing to contemplate such a prospect. A huge bearded black man looked down at her; his eyes initially surprised quickly became fascinated by the tantalizingly clothed beautiful white girl.

Madeline stood aside as the hulking man pushed past her. He was one of the biggest men she had ever seen. Not only was he more than a foot taller than her, he was bulky, muscular and very heavy. She looked at his hand as he rubbed his chin, it was immense. His hair was shaved but he had a large beard. He looked into the room where the mother and daughter were. Madeline stood behind him and around him she saw that the woman was quickly covering herself; her daughter was wiping the milk from her mouth however so the man understood, and laughed.

‘Does he know you’re coming?’ the woman asked as she buttoned her blouse, she was clearly unnerved by his arrival.

‘Yes’, he spoke with a strong foreign accent, ‘he ask me. So we wait, he is here soon.’ Then he went into the other room, and sat down.

Madeline went into the other room and anxiously asked the mother in a whisper who this huge man was and why did she look so worried?

Before she could answer the front door opened again and the mother’s white husband entered followed by a beaming Mr Dexter and black woman in foreign clothing.