Goddamn, I've never felt anything like this. Someone sucking my asshole the way you do."I drilled my tongue back where the sun never shines and savage...y twisted my head, cleaning out her ass with my tongue.I pulled back and noticed my mother squeezing her ass muscles, pushing out a thick yellowish drop of ass juice.I didn't hesitate for a second and lapped the drop off of her swollen pucker.Then my mother caught me by surprise as she let fly a meaty, long lasting fart, straight into my face.. Then more and bigger dribbles flooded in. The man hadn't spurted as he knew he had, but there was way more of the sticky stuff.He had swallowed early, but found he had to swallow again. And again. And, lordy, even a fourth time. It was here that the taste of the cum made itself known. It tasted like sweet, but slightly salty, onions. And also made itself evident with a slightly burning sensation in the back recesses of his throat.Joe had liked it, the getting and giving of oral pleasure, but. Those two had simply been an example of good luck, and we could not continue to count on that. In short, we needed spies!The serfs and the Black slaves were too much of a mixed lot for us to know where to go for information, but Henry was sure that the few Indians could be counted on to be loyal spies once they saw what we were trying to do. The biggest problem here was that there were not very many Indians left in Southern Georgia. So many of them had been sent west by the Union before the War. As I watch her she reaches up for the chains that dangled from the beam in the ceiling. She is able to reach and find the first chain easily enough, and using the same method as before she has one wrist locked to a chain very quickly, which she uses to pull herself up a bit. As before, she used the last string to draw the last chain toward the last manacle. It took her a couple of tries, and then I heard the click as the piece of wood was knocked out and the latch snapped shut. Katharine did.