She kept Doris arched backwards as she undid the buttons of her shirt and removed it. The pert little tits were the next object of her attention. She ...aressed them, fondled them, tweaked Doris's nipples, and finally bent her head to suck on them. Doris was making little moaning sounds, unable to move while Tara worked on her. When she finally sat back, Doris's nipples were stiff and erect, and Doris was panting."Now then, Doris," Tara said, "You sit on the couch. Spread your legs."As Doris. She was not a free woman. Antonio ruled herlife. He was not her husband and she would never marry a horriblecruel man like him. Her family gave her to Antonio as part of a rewardfor his loyalty. She was his slave girl. She served him in any way hedesired. She cooked his meals, washed his clothes, cleaned his house,she even slept with him when he told her to. She was his slave. Shewould get her freedom from him in a year. What would she do then?She would get her name back and be free to. .this had to be the most erotic and beautiful sight I had ever seen! I gazed at her gorgeous round ass, tan and firm, that framed a perfect bald and puffy pussy and a cute little butt hole. After taking it in for a moment I was brought back to earth by her saying, in a throaty voice, "I need you to bang me NOW". I obliged. I rammed my hard cock into that masterpiece of a pussy. I grabbed each ass cheek and pulled hard until I was buried to the hilt. She begged for me to fuck her hard, so. She showed me a couple of others, but I kept coming back to the vanilla, and finally I said, “Let’s go with the Vanilla Bean – always trust your fist instinct, right?” She smiled. “You’re almost too easy. No dithering and indecisiveness for you; you must know your wife very well!” I laughed. “Some days I think I do, but then I discover that I’ll probably never know her as well as I’d like to. Okay, Ashley, we’re set for the bath; I’ll take the bubble bath, the shampoo and body wash, and about.