She stood up and straddled him sitting facing him on his legs."Now tell me, Master. Please… this is scaring me." Rebecca, I want to talk to you, no ...aster slut stuff, just you and me." Oh my God! David what is it–you never use my real name! Are you breaking up with me? What did I do? What's going on? Please tell me!" she said, the panic obvious in her voice."No, no, it's nothing like that. Yesterday I put you through the mill… so much so that you called out your safeword, Camaro, on me. You. I couldn’t help looking at Romeo’s cock, and I was surprised how big it was, considering he was just a pony.Always curious, I reached out and touched it gently with my fingertips. His shaft was silky smooth, and soon I was wrapping my whole hand around his meat, stroking it slowly up and down, adding pressure as I went. Romeo whinnied in approval, and it emboldened me even more. Some warm liquid started seeping out of his hole, and I wondered what it must taste like. Since I was in complete. .and well fed...another man will have to take care of those responsibilities fo’ him.”Sambo laughed after gesturing to Leasa’s bobbing head when he mentioned the ‘well fed’ part of his lecture. The miserable white man just continued to lay helpless on the floor, being cuckolded right in front of his eyes by a sixty-year-old, fat ex-slave.Leasa worked her mouth furiously over the fat, black dick that Sambo was feeding her. Her dainty white hand was becoming accomplished at shucking the monstrous. He started to bounce his hips in time with my head until he couldn't take it anymore. He lifted my head from his cock, groaning at how hard I sucked the precum from his head as he pulled me off. "On the floor, now" he grunted and I complied, shedding my pants and panties and getting on all fours so that my gushing, bald pussy pointed directly at him. Jason got on his knees behind me, unbuckling his belt and dropping his pants to the floor. I could feel the thick head just parting the lips of my.