Whilst the guests are working hard on their tans, to get as brown as may be fashionable but to avoid burning in the sun – I am serene, for once conf...dent that I am at last one step ahead of my Owners and without any additional effort, I get much browner than they. I wonder if they are envious of this little part of the path I have trodden? It's strange – once it was slaves who were weather beaten and brown like me, while the aristocracy made sure they had the pallid complexions which proved. What he hadn’t counted on was how easy falling for Betsy would be. He planned to woo her, take her small town breath away, but he didn’t anticipate the wonderfulness that was Betsy. As they worked, he marveled at her charm and brains, her sweetness and cut-throat business dealings. He looked forward to late working nights with her, so he could take her out to eat or for a drink before driving her home. He knew she was shy and not at all ready for a major romance and was willing to take his. He started leaking precum into my mouth, more and more by the second until he flooded me with his cum. Blast after blast until his balls were empty, and my stomach was full. By then I couldn't hold out any longer and came down his throat. Annie yanked that 16 inch dido out of her pregnant cunt and squirted all over both of us. We lay there in a big sweaty, cum drenched pile on that bed. We all started laughing our asses off at what had just happened. Annie got up and refreshed our drinks, and. He had sat through dinner, Ingrid's leg pressed against his, her perfume intoxicating; her occasional comments to him made him want her more than anything in his life.Oskar had noticed and was very pleased when Ingrid simply shook hands with the other men including Ma'bill, took his arm and said sweetly, "Oh Mr. Botha, I am so looking forward to seeing your new condo, shall we go?"Her youthful enthusiasm aroused him. Alone in the elevator, he kissed her again, a long passionate exchange of.