This bastard did not have to move at all, since Latrell was doing all the work. I knew this guy in my ass would not hold off any longer.“Me too...�... Samuel grunted in my ear.Latrell then gripped onto my tits, so he could slam me down on his cock as he came. When he did, his cock slipped out of my stretched butt hole. But, as he brought me back down on him, his cock missed my ass hole and slid forward into my cunt with Samuel0s dick.I gasped loudly as both niggers’ cocks stretched my tight pussy. I was free to do what I longed for. What stopped me was that I did not want to take what I wanted to be given. I wanted her hand, the one that had stopped me so often from going further, to push my lips and tongue on her now, as I suspected, quite eager to be kissed pussy. But it did not happen.In early December, Elizabeth ended our illicit affair. Her father was becoming difficult. He kept questioning her closely about her absences and her late returns home. She thought he had searched her. Rude cranes were erected. They were powered by trained oxen. They walked, and reversed, in a circle. A multi-pulley 'block and tackle' was used to make the rope on the crane go up or down. It was just simple gears and pullies, really. But it worked. This was how cargo ships were loaded and unloaded. It was cumbersome, and mistakes were not uncommon. However, shippers were aware of the situation, and provided packaging that was appropriate. Truly fragile shipments were clearly labled, and were. I did what she asked. While I was doing it she was rubbing her pussy, pushing fingers in it, then licking them. I stood naked in front of her with my dick fully erected. She reached one of her legs and touch my balls with her feet. "Nice", she said. "Have you ever been with a woman before?", she asked. I told her the truth, apart from Grandma story of course: "Once, but we were just playing. She said she was a virgin so she just let me touch her and eat her pussy. Later she gave me a blow job"..