“Very good, you got all the makings of becoming an excellent cock sucker, but coming in your mouth is not what I want.” Manduke pointed to the goo..., old arm chair that was a feature in every slave’s bedroom. “Now, get that tight little ass up in the air so I can give it a good fucking.”A crestfallen and visibly shaken Emma realized she’d lost her gamble. As she made her way over to the stuffed arm chair on shaky legs, she realized there was no avoiding it. The sick, evil master was going to. So my movements became easy.She was not new to sex and already her pussy was accustomed to my Uncle’s cock. So we both were having great pleasure. We were sweating like hell because of our exotic and erotic sex. I began thrusting my cock in and out of her. I was shoving harder and harder. Her hot cunt felt wonderful. She was holding my butt tight and after a few moments she started “ Please slow down. It hurts Vivek.” That time I was acting like wild buffalo. She was begging for me to slow down. “You helped us a lot with getting rid of a cancer in our midst. We were aware of the odd Christmas box but had no idea of the full extent of his corruption. I won’t tell you how we managed it of course, but within the hour we had faxes of his bank statements, deposit accounts, etcetera, now all frozen by his bank until we release them. We didn’t wait for the courts to freeze his accounts, but the bank is cooperating with us but will deny any involvement. After we told Tomlinson what we had on. Then a few days later, I was in the notary's office, with all of his close friends and family, hearing his last will and testament read out by a stern, balding man. His house, and a large sum of his money would go to his wife, my aunt, Diane. Most of his cars went towards his brothers, as well as the motorcycles. Various sums of money went to the rest of the family, but then the notary read out;'And in the case of me having no legal heirs of my own, my apartment complex will go to my favourite.