When I looked down at my son again, he was lying there smiling at me. His lips glistened with my sweet pussy juice all over them. “Oh wow Eric, th...t felt so good. Would you do it again? I haven’t had any one lick my pussy in such a long time.” “Well mom, I was going to eat you out again anyway. Your pussy tasted so fucking good. I loved watching you squirm around, the way your tits moved really turned me on.” My son then slid a couple of fingers into my very wet, hot pussy. He began to. Dammit, that was perfect for us. If we could rescue the slave, particularly before he left Albany, we could curry a lot of favor with the local serfs and slaves, whether or not they happened to be Indians. David thanked the man for the information and headed back to Maudville with the news.Hell, this was such a great opportunity that we dropped everything else that we could to work on how to manage the rescue. What we needed was a diversion that would draw everybody away from where the prisoner. Ed finished examining the picture and pushed away from the table. Something in the back of his mind told him that he had missed something. Ed's suspicious detective mind questioned everything. He started scanning the picture again. He again checked every item in the picture. Nothing! All of a sudden Ed saw it! He had been looking at the picture without really looking at the faces of the men in this picture because all of the other pictures showed the same faces, picture after picture. One man. "Anna smiled, and said, "In that case, you can either stay and watch until you can finger yourself to orgasm, or you can go and ask Steve to help you relieve your tension. Either is fine with me, and you can tell him so." Anna abruptly stopped fondling Tina, and pulled her fingers from within Tina's opening."OK, slave, your turn to pleasure me. If you're good, I'll let you come. If not, I'm sure I can find a way to inspire you to try harder." Tina shuddered at Anna's tone, but lowered her hands.