He’d wanted only one. It had just been what they’d wanted, until they knew a little about him, since he carried the family curse of being attached...to something rather unpopular in the current day and age – even if it hadn’t been his choice to be born to it. You see, once upon a time, Terry’s family had owned a plantation. With the abolition of slavery, it had fallen onto a long slow decline for a few rather obvious reasons. The crops had changed some as they’d had to, with the price of cotton. Sarah just smiled and joked with them. "Go play golf, I promise I won't get in the water and drown until you get back. But I am serving notice that I will never go eat with you again. You never let me pay my own way, I feel like a kept woman. Also there were five knees rubbing my legs and five hands on my thighs, why I could hardly eat. You are worse than a group of teenage boys that just discovered girls feel different than they do."They realized she was joking them and they all had a. And he looked at me several times whilehe clearly had a cosy time. I touched his hair.- Did you know how beautiful you can be, little friend?He shook his head slowly. I held under the pillow and lifted his headwith it up to my mouth as I put my breast back in the bra. Then I kissedhim on the forehead and softly said "my little Jackie". It was the firsttime I used his girl name and he didn't object. I can't stress thatenough. He quietly agreed to me using a girl's name for him. This. She was so wet and ready that he had slid slowly all the way into her on that first long delicious thrust. There was always something about the feeling of a nice hard cock sliding into her the first time, that feeling of really being filled. They had happily screwed away for a time before he had suggested that she turn over. She knew what was coming next."On all fours, or flat on my tummy?" she had asked. While she was new to this, she had seen enough porn movies to know that it was done both.