No more bickering," said Jan. "But you guys gotta remember that gorgeous thing represents competition for us. We're secure in our sexuality. But only ...o a point." And what about Bill for us?" Yeah, well, I think men handle things like that better. Don't you, Sandy?" They want to handle her all right, but don't plan on putting her in your shopping bag and taking her home." Easy, easy," said Bob, "she'll be great to play with, if we can swing it, but not for keeps. Rest assured, it's just. " And she turned away from me.So there I was, just like Meatloaf wrote "all revved up with nowhere to go." I tried going back to sleep. On one side. On the other side. On my back. On my stomach. Nothing worked. Got up, went to the computer, played around and watched some porn, which didn't help either and only exacerbated the situation. Finally, went back to bed.The time: 2:30am. Still couldn't sleep. It didn't help that she was snoring lightly. What the hell!? If I can't sleep, neither will. ’ She raised her hips more, trying to take more of him, ‘For you, Daren, only you.’ That broke him right there. He slammed all the way into her and heard her cry out. Stopping about killed him, but he held still, buried inside her. Kissing her ear and neck, waiting for her to adjust to him almost made him lose it. Feeling her pussy clutch and milk his cock was too much and yet, not enough. He felt her shift and move her hips a little, ‘Ready, baby?’ ‘Yes. Fuck me, Dare. I feel so full. I need. Now the owners were coming with a new crew of slaves, planning to hang the remaining slaves to set an example for the others. Reuben wanted to say something, but the foreman threatened his family if he said anything. The owners were due at the gold mine tomorrow and had already gone to the silver, copper, and lead mines to load the ingots that were ready to go to St. Louis. When they finished loading the gold ingots, they always came here to bury the ingots under coal to hide them.I didn’t say.