You’re the perfect height for me.”“Thank you.”“Should we go to them?”“I guess.”Peter led Rebecca over to where his mother and father w...re making their way through the crowd. His mother reached him first and grasped him by the upper arms. It was as close to a hug as Peter felt comfortable receiving.“Peter, you’re looking good.”“Thank you, Mom.”His father reached out and shook his hand.“Who’s this young lady standing beside you?”“Mom and Dad, this is Rebecca. Rebecca this is my mom and dad.”His. Rings, large loop earrings and a necklace quickly followed before the final touch was put into place… my wig. I glanced into the small mirror and was happily surprised to see what I thought had been a relatively attractive woman dressed in a quasi schoolgirl uniform. Actually the more I looked at the image the more I thought that Sabrina looked more like a dancers from one of the low end clubs we had visited long ago. With still time before the wife got up I tackled one of the aspects of. They'd tied Kunta to a pole and whipped him while everyone watched. The mistress of the manner watched too, and the master's daughters and sons. The overseer whipped him until Kunta forgot his name. Or so they thought, but Kunta never forgot his name. Never forgot where he came from or his people or that he was royalty. People didn't own him. People didn't fuck his sister. He was the owner and the fucker. And now he had his revenge.The uprising changed everything. He remembers the. Some of them had nicer curves and more developed tits than other ones, but Eddie thought all four girls were totally hot and very fuckable as far as he was concerned.Emily, Lana, Honey, and Joni had all groped and caressed Eddie's body through his clothes and then they'd gradually gotten him undressed and started jacking his naked cock and then started sucking him while they all got undressed, too. Eddie's cock had gotten harder and harder -- if that was possible since the four babes already.