He is here to fuck the masters’ wife as he does every Sunday. Interracial sex is strictly forbidden in the south but ever since the first time Tom f...cked Rebecca she has had a burning lust to be fucked by black men that can only be extinguished by the huge black penis that Tom pumps deep into her white pussy every Sunday afternoon. This all began about a year ago when Rebecca found out that Matthew had been fucking one of the slave girls. She figured that if sex with the slaves was good enough. She made a sound so became cautious and moved down and slept on floor till she settles. She turned now facing the ceiling, which made me wonder if she is doing wontedly. I was just enjoying everything. I didn’t care and opened her front portion of nighty which revealed my sisters beautiful shaved brownish colored pussy. It was like 2 closed lips. It was first time me watching her pussy so close. I was already wet in underwear.It was uncontrollable feeling and i wanted to feel her pussy. I. Her hips were flexing, she moaned and mewed, occasionally taking me out of her mouth. "Oh, she sai, oh, don't stop, Lord, please don't stop. He voice got higher, and higher and she suddenly took a deep breath, dropped her head into my crotch and began keening as she shook and shivered. "Ohhhhh, uuummmmmphhh, ooooo, oh oh." She squirted, heavily, her fluids splashing all over my face, then began running down her legs. Breathing heavily, Liz looked bck at me, then went to work. I. I kept working, not thinking anything of the lust that I felt running up my body, but I kept feeling it. The feeling of lust, of wandering eyes staring back to me, digging into ever deeper and more intense. The night wore on and work finally ended, so I hung up my chefs coast and put on my hand wraps it was finally my time, so I went to go punch the bag, but I couldn't shake that damn feeling. I punched harder, and harder each punch shaking my body, as I threw my last punch I spun, felt my fist.