"Yes, what?" Malcolm asked.
"Yes, I want you to fuck my white cunt while my dad and my cock sucking boyfriend watches," she said, so out of character... another insatiable slut for black cock... like me... like James... like my wife if given a chance.
"Malcolm," I finally said, trying to remain strong, "Please stop."
"Why, do you want to take my cock instead?" he questioned. "It's kind of sticky with your daughter's cunt juice. But you are willing to do it, aren't you."
"Malcolm, please," I pleaded, as Carol looked at me with a look of sudden understanding on her face.
"Begging," he chuckled, "that is so like you, cocksucker. Now, get over here."
"I can't," I began.
"Now, cocksucker, or the whole world knows tomorrow that you love nigger cock," he said.
"Please," I pleaded, desperate for this to end.
"Don't make me repeat myself," he warned, as if he was a parent scolding a child.
Defeated, I walked to him. It was now me avoiding eye contact.
Malcolm said, "You see, Carol, your daddy loves sucking black cock and taking it in the ass, just like your boyfriend, don't you?"
"Yes," I whispered, as I reached him.
"Knees," he ordered.
I obeyed, my face burning with shame.
"Just sit there until I am ready for your mouth, cocksucker," he demanded.
And I did.
I watched, undeniably turned on, even as I was equally humiliated and furious, while he fucked my daughter right in front of me.
After about ten minutes of Carol moaning and talking dirty, Malcolm calling her names, he pulled out, turned to me and shoved his dick in my mouth.
"Watch how to really suck cock, Carol. Your father is a master at dick smoking," Malcolm said, as I tasted my daughter's pussy on his dick.
Carol turned to watch as I reluctantly obeyed, my natural persona to obey and suck overriding common sense or humility.
"Oh my God," Carol gasped, before adding, "this is so hot."
Malcolm asked, "Do you like watching your father suck dick?"
"Yes," Carol admitted, her voice sounding like she was stunned by what she was witnessing.
"Yes, what?" he asked.
"I love watching my dad suck on your big black cock," Carol said, clearly turned on.
I bobbed hungrily as Malcolm asked Carol, "So your mother wants my cock?"
"I think so," Carol replied, "she asked about you again this morning."
"What do you think, cocksucker? Do you think your wife wants my cock?" he asked, as he pulled out and stroked his cock.
"Yes," I admitted, knowing she did.
"And you'll let me fuck her, won't you?" he questioned.
"Yes," I whispered, shame coursing through me.
"Beg for my cum, cocksucker," he ordered.
Carol added, "Yes, Daddy, beg to get your face coated with his cum, just like James does."
Humiliation compounded humiliation, as I begged, "Oh please, Master, shoot your load all over your cocksucker's face while his daughter watches."
"Open wide, cocksucker," Carol ordered, shocking me, sounding so much like her mother.
I obeyed her order, as I opened my mouth wide and seconds later felt the first rope go directly in my mouth.
"Take it all, cocksucker," Carol demanded, clearly enjoying seeing me humiliated.
The next shot hit me in the forehead and hair, before the third hit me in-between the eyes. Without being told, I took his cock back in my mouth... oddly wanting to impress my suddenly dominant daughter.
"Shoot, I'm going to be late," Carol said, a minute later.
"You may go, slut," Malcolm ordered.
Carol kissed Malcolm as I sucked his cock, before saying, as she leaned down and kissed my cheek, "Bye Daddy."
"Bye, honey," I replied, as Malcolm pulled his cock out of my mouth.
"Let's go, James," Carol ordered, as Malcolm shoved his cock back in my mouth.
"Yes, Mistress," James said, as I felt the parallel lives James and I were living.
Once they were gone, Malcolm said, as he pulled out again, "You know I plan to fuck your wife next."
"I do," I said.
"And you want me to, don't you?"
"Kind of," I answered, both turned on by it and knowing my wife would love it and