”“Yes, Master,” Zanyia said, her face flushed and glistening with sweat. She hopped off Rainbow, my sister’s horse, with nimble ease, landing ...ightly in a crouch. Her tawny tail swayed back and forth. She sprang to Kora riding my stallion Midnight, attacking the robes binding her to the saddle. “It’ll be okay, Mistress.”“Are we safe?” Kora mumbled.“We’re safe,” I told her. “It’s time for you to heal yourself. Isn’t that great, sister dear?”“Yes, brother mine,” she said. She tried to climb off. Suddenly, it was like she was in high school again. It brought back so many fond memories with Tommy's father.The ride home was very quiet. Tommy couldn't believe what had happened in the theater. It was like a dream. Damn, he practically had his hand on his mother's bare breast and she didn't stop him. Yet, he still felt embarrassed and like a cad. His mom had been nice enough to take him out and this is how he repaid her.Sue couldn't believe what she had allowed to happen either. Again, she. " I came hard, my cum squirting up onto her neck and face, still yelling. "Harder, you bitch, harder, oh god..."I pulled loose from her tits and gave her my cock to suck. She took it in her mouth, but was unable to get more than a few drops. I wiped the cum from her neck and let her lick it off my fingers. When we were done we lay silent for a few minutes, and then Shannon asked a question."Umm--can I ask you a question?" Yes." She turned onto her side, but I didn't move to face her."Why do you. ” Reluctantly Mary slid the zip down on the dress, letting it fall off her breasts. “I’m black myself.” said Rosie. Mary did not know what to say. It was obvious from Rosie’s accent and her dark skin that she was from the Caribbean somewhere, but she was calling herself black. “I know all about it, I am married to the Baptist minister. I would have loved to be red, but my nipples were already so black that they did not need to be tattooed.” Suddenly Mary realised what she meant. “I am not red.