I probably shouldn't have looked at his cock either, but I did and I couldn't look away.He slowly stroked himself while I watched. I was so turned on...I even forgot about the finger in my fly and just watched. As time went by I must have started leaning in for a closer look, because I was pretty close when he put a hand on the back of my head.Many thoughts spun through my head. Of course I knew what he wanted me to do, but I wasn't sure I should. My head felt light and my muscles seemed weak as. We are his whores and oars, his amusement, his little toys. CRRRRRRRRAAACCCCCKKKKKKKK! “—AAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!”God! It was the young girl who rows next to me... Pigs! I can hear them laughing up there. They’ve got women in with them too. They make me sick. The Overseer stops in front of us. Is he going to give me a lash too? I row harder, I row with all my strength. The sweat runs down my naked body and onto the floor between my legs. We row naked but the heat down here is awful. And the. They nodded greetings to their friends and neighbors in silence, and began to wait patiently. Mark looked around at his village, marveling at how much work had been done in the single day he and Kara had been gone."These people are such hard workers!" Mark thought. "Getting ready for the planting is such intensive work. And the adults rely so much on their children. Mayoni has grounded her love for me in a foundation of joyful obedience. This kind of inter- generational cooperation is something. "So, pussy boy likes undressing in front of the black man doesn't he. Look at how hard his little dickey is and the little fucker is leaking pussy juice all over. Wipe that juice off the end of you dick pussy boy and lick your fingers dry." I did as I was told partly to just get this over as fast as possible, partly because I was starting to like being taken control of by a bigger, more powerful man of a different race. Unfortunately for me, the attention I was giving to my own dick caused it.