Ettie remarked on my first visit, "You don't need water wings, Carol, you've got them built in," referring of course to my breasts. We played like chi...dren; somehow it released the tension and restrictions of slavery for a short while. Before dinner Sapphire came and took my sash away. I was a lowly slave again.After dinner while we drank iced apple tea, Willy came to me again and handed me the paper I half expected. 'Carol to Mr. Wilson, room N 24'. He also went to Jim. Jim read it and stood. .I was gushing cum all, over the place..ahhhhMm was he going to take the snake out I wondered? Hmm I hope so,wondering exactly how big it really gets as my pussy was being fucked bymy own hand. It wasn't enough, I wanted that big black snake...With my hand still lodged inside of my wet box, I leaned over and placemy head on his lap. I could feel the throbbing of his engorged cockagainst my cheek.My eyes couldn't believe the length of his fucking cock, as I sat thererocking back and forth on my. I stepped in behind her and began working the suds down through her hair as well. “Mmmmm You are such a good big brother.” She murmured and I felt the twitch in my cock move it lightly against the crack of her ass. “And you also seem to be a very naughty one as well!!” she laughed.I leaned down and kissed the top of her head and slipped my arms around her. Our height differences meant that top of her ass crack provides the perfect nestling point for the root of my cock. She flexed her ass a. “Tell him that the pay is ten bucks an hour, and there is absolutely no alcohol allowed period. You can explain why,” I suggested. I went along with it because I could get the plants into the green house for sure with some help, even if he didn’t know shit about farming.That is why when the Peace Haven van drove up at eight, I wasn’t running for the shotgun. Instead I greeted the two of them. “Michael have you had breakfast yet?”“No sir,” he said.“Don’t call me Sir I work with my hands for a.