Tracy was begging hard now,“PPPPPLLLLLEEEEEEEAAAAASSSSSSEEEEE FUCK MY CUNT, MAKE ME CUM YOU BASTARD, PUSHTHAT BIG COCK INTO ME, BUST MY CHERRY, FUCK...MY VIRGIN CUNT, I NEED YOU IN ME YOUBLACK SON OF A BITCH, FUCK MY HOLE!” Oh, how she needed to cum!Everyone was laughing and cheering her on. Linda said to Leroy, “Take your time stud, and make the little cunt beg more. Make her want you!”Leroy pushed a little deeper into her tight juicy cunt. Tracy tried to back up onto it, but the way she was. Now, though, he was less certain. That was one worry he could bring up with Deborah if he phrased it right.“More and more of my customers are asking for credit,” he said. “I didn’t mind the first year, although I worried about them. The crop is barely in the ground this year, and they have spent all the money they got from Green. Slaves might have to work and almost never get even a quarter, but when they got the quarter and spent it or lost it, they would still eat.”“That didn’t make slavery. She pulled gently on one, amazed that she could lift it out more than an inch from the outer lips she had always thought that her own smooth labia were the norm.Marg just then finished her call and placing a finger under Diana's chin raised her faced to hers, kissing her passionately. Diana was still holding her labia pulling it gingerly. "Surprised, Sweetie" she whispered looking down at her probing hand as she moved her lips to nibble on Diana's earlobe and then to her neck."Well, I've never. She was used to getting her way, every time, all the time. She wore a pair of black leather high cut, bikini style bottoms. Her small breasts were covered with a black leather halter exposing her toned midriff. A black leather cape adorned her slim shoulders. She stepped forward towards the kneeling female figure in front of her feet. The figure's head was encased by a black leather discipline helmet. Blindfolded and gagged. Only sign of life was the noise of the air being sucked in and out.