She was of part African American, German and Native American descent. Bracha had me smitten, and I often had vivid images in my head of fucking her. I...was so happy to see all of them especially Bracha. Her new golden tan complemented her hair really well. She wore a blue short top with matching tight jeans. Bracha hugged me and gave me a nice soft kiss on the cheek. I told her how much I appreciated her for coming down and hanging out with me for a week of partying, fun and sun. All of us. She had focused in on Kris’ cock as he entered me, and the effect was amazing – his six inches seemed to grow as he slid inside me and the moans on the recording were mine – I remembered how good he felt as he drove inside me for the second time that day. She had then pulled back and set the camera to record us in full, while the moans on the recording indicated I wasn’t the only one who had enjoyed the sex! I leaned over and cuddled against Georgia while we watched the video. We held each. ‘Undress me.’ I moved to stand, but felt him push me back to the ground, and I cringed at my obvious mistake. I was a slave, and I was always to stay on my hands and knees. Fear and lust mixed in my heart as I knew this would cost me. ‘That was stupid, Belle. You’re not a stupid girl, are you?’ ‘No sir,’ I whispered fearfully. ‘Your mistakes have consequences, Belle. It hurts me more than it hurts you, you know.’ ‘Yes sir.’ With that, he pulled me from the ground and stretched me across his. " He hung up the phone and slowly walked outside. Lee Roy was there waiting for Harley in the back seat of the Packard.Harley moved slow as he got in and said, "Don't get shot, it cramps your style. Let's go over to the Hot Spot. I need to talk to His Honor."Ellie's cousin Clint sat behind the wheel. "Sheriff, the judge is over at the courthouse. He ain't at the Hot Spot."As the young man started the engine, Harley told him, "How does your family keep track of everybody? You never fail to amaze.