My family history had it that a great great great aunt, was a sexual deviant, who would play games with the fresh intake of slave men.She ordered her ...usband to strip them naked while she watched then in the next room.These poor souls were strung-up, hod-tied and left to ponder their fates, while the husband dutifully disappeared and left their fate to his wife, who would enter the room in mock surprise and meander amongst them, mocking them and at the same time abusing them, telling them she. As for theJudge, he's... well, he's the Judge."As she got up, I touched her arm. "One more question for you, Sly," Isaid, not really sure why I was saying it."Make it quick." Are you happy?"A slow smile crept across her face. "Yes, Mr. Riley, I'm happy. In fact,I've never been happier in my life."I finished the beer and left. At least I knew my runner had lit in Ovid.Now I had to be careful. It was like when I was fishing. Once you sawthere was a fish near the hook, you always had to be careful. I moved down to my knees and moved in to lick her pussy. She hadnt shaved it since last week and she was beginning to be a little more hairy but the taste hadnt changed. After another blissful few minutes she pulled be back up to her lips to share another kiss before she turned me onto the chair and mounted my cock. It slipped in as she slowly brought her body down on top of it. She rode away, griding and riding me. Our breathin got heavier and heavier before I lifted and turned her over so. She gasped for air as the other woman planted kisses down her neck, sucked on her earlobe. Rachel’s heart raced and she smiled, spanking Jasmine’s bare ass.A squeak of surprise escaped Jasmine’s lips and they laughed together. She kissed the beautiful senator again, running fingers through her golden tresses. She inhaled her sweet perfume, sucked on her full, smooth lips. With the press of a button, the seat reclined. Jasmine ripped open Rachel’s blouse and kissed her chest. A moment later, her.