My man follows and drops his shirt. I watch Nicolas as he ogles his semi-erect cock. “My man told you I am so horny after two weeks in quarantine Ni...olas. I told him I really want to stretch the boundaries for both of us today. Are we on the same page?,” I ask him as I strut around to flaunt my almost naked body for two men.“My man loves kissing and licking my ass. And I love him doing it me. Do you like my ass? Do you like watching him kissing and licking it. Does it turn you on Nicolas?,” I. "Use this, and then we'll get out of here. I think we've had enough cockfighting for one night."There were restrooms in a small building nearby, an old shed perhaps that had been converted to that purpose. These weren't segregated, unlike the restrooms inside the manor proper, and most other public places in the South. I found myself entering the ladies room with Miss Ingersoll and that was a first for me, sharing a toilet with a white woman, and a slave owner no less. She used one of the. Julia was running her bejewelled fingers through the girl’s long dark hair. Accidentally she snagged it causing the girl to wince slightly, ‘I’m sorry Lucillia,’ she whispered. It was the first time she had ever apologised to a slave in her life. But of course she was imagining that the girl wasn’t a slave but her lovely friend Lucillia.She slipped off her own gown now, revealing to ‘Lucillia’ one of the most breathtaking sights the world had to offer. ‘Do you like my body Lucillia?’ she asked,. She put his cock back in her mouth, but only the head up to the glans. She slowly sucked and drew his orgasm out into her mouth, they threw the bedspread onto the floor, and pulled the blanket over the foot of the bed. Suresh, surprisingly strong, picked amishi up and laid her in the middle of the flower-patterned sheet. He crawled onto the bed beside her, covering her breast with his firm chest; his right hand found her other breast and caressed it gently. Their lips met in a kiss that warmed.