"Mmm, yeah, just like that, baby girl.  You're a good girl, Alison.  Such a good girl.  You like being my good girl, don't you, sweetie?"<br/><br/>He kept his fingers in her hair so she wouldn't be able to lift her head up.  He wanted her to answer him with a nod of her head and a look of lust in her eyes and a pleasantly vibrating "Mmm-hmm" around his cock.<br/><br/>"Such a good girl.  Good little girl.  Good little white girl..."<br/><br/>He watched for her reaction, seeing how she liked hearing those words of encouragement, with the implications of the differences in their sizes and races.<br/><br/>"... A good little white girl for... ooh...  ungh... her big... black... daddy.  Isn't that right, sweetie?"<br/><br/>Again, he wouldn't allow a verbal response, not with the way her mouth felt on his cock.<br/><br/>"Who's your daddy, baby girl?"<br/><br/>He tugged her head up mid-suck, so her lips wetly popped off his cockhead.  Now he wanted to hear her voice, to hear the lust and need in it.<br/><br/>"Who's your big black daddy?  Whose cock do you want in your mouth?  Whose cum do you want in your belly?"<br/><br/>Once she was done answering, he put his cock back in her mouth, or more accurately put her mouth back on his cock.<br/><br/>"And who's my baby girl?  Who's...  ungh... my good... oooh, fuuck... my good little white baby girl?  Hmm?"<br/><br/>This time he released her hair, letting her respond on her own.<br/><br/>