Lora began to moan but was still sleeping next I began to part her thighs wanting to see her beautiful pussy up close again. As I spread her legs I be...an to smell her cum from earlier mixing with a fresher scent. I moaned at the smell it was like a drug to me, my pussy began to leak as I looked on my sisters for the second time this evening. I finally had her legs open I moved forward placing my lips to her pussy kissing it. I was kissing her pussy like you would kiss your lover smashing her. I got a tribal weave tattoo put right above my pussy. Jerome bought me a gold ankle chain, which he placed on my right ankle.During the time the tattoo was healing, when the scarring was disappearing, I noticed deep in the weave of the tattoo three initials BCS. I laughed thinking, Black Cock Slut so right.Jerome came over to check the healing process. He had made up my client list and was ready to put me to work."Nice initials," I pointed to the tattoo"Truth hurt?" "No, you were right, I was. "On that note, I need another drink?"My heart was racing. I'd heard the saying about men thinking with their dick. Here I was thinking with my pussy. I thought. But there was no going back now, unless Troy said no. Although I was pretty sure he'd say yes. I could feel my juices seeping from my vagina and running down from my opening. I was so ready to be fucked.I walked back with a full glass of wine and the bottle in case Troy wanted more. I then got right to the point.“Troy, I’m not going to. But he said nothing removing Cassy's dildo and leading her with some difficulty up the cellar steps.She was then made to stand in the outside heat tethered to the cart and the old funeral parlour as the man had first hammered and struggled with her friends in the cellar then reappeared with spade and climbed the hill. Only after a hour of sweat induced afternoon sun had he finally return and one by one hauled three coffins up and out into the daylight stacking them on her cart. "Lets go pony,".