This girl bellows her lungs out while the others whisper. She holds nothing back and fills the plantation with the noise of her fearless pipes. All t...is, enrages John. His slave is not behaving. She is rebelling like an activist, and this pisses stern John off. How dare she sing at the crack of dawn and not control herself in a proper manner?? John Willington quickly dresses and straightens himself up so he looks the elegant part of a noble Southern master. He races down his ivory staircase. After she realized that Jack wasn't making a play for her, it dawned on her what he had been doing. He had simply been trying to keep her mind occupied, so that she wouldn't dwell on the breakup. It had worked! She hadn't thought about Sam or Brandy in days. Chapter Two – “Robin Sees The Truth” It had been three months since the breakup and she was still sleeping on the couch in his apartment. He had never asked her about finding a place of her own and she had become quite comfortable. "Me too-I hope you are up for round two as I want some more of that sweet cock of yours." Liz stated. "Ladies, I am going to pump so much cum into the both of you all that it be leaking out for the next week. " I said. We fucked some more, the women eating each other out and kissing on each other. It was way more than I ever would have expected from these two. Their pussies were much tighter than I thought a women of this would be. We fucked and fucked and fucked. All night and part of the next. She had not made a sound. Be thankful. It would not always be so easy. Of that she was sure ... Thwack! The last. Stinging... burning painfully... burning momentarily deep... blazing as only leather on bare flesh does... It was over. Melissa remained bending. Feeling the glow in her buttock cheeks. Feeling the bitter humiliation of it. The bitch... the bitch... oohh... the bitch! “Alright, Melissa... get up and get back to your desk.”Melissa stood erect and got hold of the elastic of her.