With a sudden gasp and crying out his name in the throes of pure bliss she felt her core clamp down on his cock, the hot walls of her pussy rippling a...ong his length as she came hard, her mind exploding with electric sensations pulsing and coursing through her, her own cock erupting, throbbing and twitching in his hand as she came, thick strands of her hot seed streaking in ropes across his chest, painting him with her cum.Conrad, for his part, had his back arched, eyes barely open to watch the. ”“We’ll set up a temporal mirror and examine the scene. We’d appreciate your input as there’s no sound,” Morgana replied after a moment’s thought.“Of course, Mages,” Tasha replied with a formal bow.As ever it took a while to set up the mirror, though with three High Mages doing the calculations, not as long as I would have taken. What we saw had us frowning, a gun simply appeared in Rakona’s hand, fired, then dropped at her feet. As Olmer collapsed, she then reached down to pick it up as Tasha. Even if they were in love, can it really be placed in the same category as other affectionate and consensual relationships? Wasn’t it different because it was between master and slave? This is the story of one white woman’s relationship with a slave living on a cotton plantation in Georgia in 1851.I am Elizabeth, wife to Richard. As a member of the planter-class, my husband has authority over everything on the plantation … including me.Truth be known, I am often bored, unable to travel like my. I moaned around his cock and worked at it lovingly as he caught his breath and then, slowly, the muscles in his body began to relax.When he was done I sat up and gently removed my finger from his ass. While he stared at me with an expression that was almost love on his face I sucked my finger clean. Then I leaned forward and kissed his cock and thanked him.He looked at me in disbelief but I could have sworn that his eyes were moist. He slowly shook his head and asked, "What are you thanking me.