." unable to continue, the young woman began to tearup again."You just moved her didn't you sweetie?" the old woman chuckled softly asshe patted the y...unger woman on the arm.A little surprised at her insight, the young woman managed to reply,"Why-yes, how did you know?"The old woman smiled again. "You pretty young ladies are a frequent sitein this town. This is the place where you all come while searching foryour dreams." Well, you're right. I came her from home a month or so ago. I thought. Dey call me Margaret on dis here plantation. When I’s a little girl, I had anuva name but I don’t reckon what it was no mo’. I jest member dat when I come here to da McKinley Plantation in Latta, SC, ole Misses say she don’t like da name I come wit so she change it to Margaret. Sometimes, ‘n my mind, I pretend like I’s Eve ‘n he’s Adam like in da Garden a Edun ‘cepin Massa say ain’t no niggers in da bible. I don’t be carin’. Sometimes, I closes my eyes ‘n sees us runnin’ around all free ‘n. He took a deep breath ‘Izz we need to talk about this.’ ‘I knew it,’ she took a step back, the smile dropping from her face. ‘Not that, Izzy, not that,’ he stepped towards her again, but she kept her head down, ‘I’m your teacher, however much I enjoyed what happened yesterday, it shouldn’t have happened.’ Izzy snapped her head up, her eyes even greener on the verge of tears. ‘Izz listen to me, I’m not ending this, I’m just saying we have to be careful,’ he trailed his fingers down her arm to. The sight I saw wasone completely for sore eyes. Ramesh was reclining on the sofa with his legswide apart, smoking a cigarette. Bindu was on her knees, with herlarge ass sticking up in the air obscenely, giving his cock a wild sucking. Mywife was fast becoming an expert at Blow jobs, I thought as my cock slowlystarted stiffening in my shorts. I closed the distance to Priya and rubbed mycloth covered cock on her nighty covered ass as we saw Bindu get up and giveRamesh a sloppy French kiss.She.