At first it was tight, then she loosened up, I got my cock all the way in to the hilt, her cheeks against my thighs. I can feel his cock in her pussy... she lifts her head back and let's ou tthe loudest moan I've heard from her. She moves faster, we fuck like this for a good two minutes, I hold her shoulders, pound her ass while he fucks her cunt. I get off of her and sit to watch as she comes to her orgasm she sits up then leans back down whimpering in pleasure, she buries her head into his. When they both where threw they order me to come clean her pussy up which i did with total excitement while they watch laugh and call me names. Well she allow me to marry her not as husband and wife, our relationship was She was my Mistress and i was the boi wife i did all household duty and waited on her and other as a slave. Well we moved to B,ham and i always encourage her that she should find out how Black Men not just have Big Dicks but they can fuck better . I got a job as a bartender at. Where obedience covered all thought with a thick warmth that felt like safety and acceptance.I could feel Devnikolus' hot seed leaking from my still pulsing sex, and then slithering down the inside of my thigh. It slid over one of the welts the belt had inflicted, and the sting of it made me jump in my bonds."You look exquisite, little one," said the demon in the room.I opened my eyes. I hadn't remembered shutting them.He was standing in front of me. His dark hair had tumbled over his pale face. On top of that, we were disgusted by the overt signs of slavery everywhere we looked. At one point, we accidentally walked passed a slave auction in progress. We got out of there as fast as we could move.It took Capt. Johnson 12 days to come up with a full load of freight and passengers for the run to St. Louis. My wives agreed with me that we were glad to leave New Orleans behind. We had spent Christmas and New Year on the river, and actually felt like we were returning home when we set off to.