Tom is the head slave in charge of the field hands. Every Sunday for the last year as soon as Matthew leaves for the auction Tom comes to Rebecca's be...room at her request. 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 fucked 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. ?Sarah,? It’s me,? cried Kristi, the moment Sarah picked up. ?It-it happened again,? she said sobbing. ?Ok-ok,? said Sarah calmly, ?tell me what happened???I did what you suggested, I bought a camera and set it up, but nothing, I guess I was so tired that I turned off the light and it recorded nothing, now I have these rings inn my nipples and they hurt. Oh god, Sarah I am not sure how much more of this I can take.?Sarah sighed loudly into the phone, ?That suck, I thought for sure we were going. Her juices were beginning to flow faster now as she became more excited. I put my hands under her backside and pulled her tight to my face, building a rhythm as she moved in time to it. I broke away after a moment or two and said, "You better not be thinking of coming young lady." "No Daddy" came the weak reply between heavy breaths. I lowered my head and continued my work on "cleaning" her pussy. Again we hit a rhythm and I worked my tongue relentlessly until I could feel her body begin to. .”yes aunty”I replied. “Since you already wished Good Night you may Wish Sweet dreams now”She again teased me. “Yes aunty, Sweet Dreams”I wished her. “Thank You…same to you”She told. Hearing this I disconnected the phone quickly and switched off in order to escape from this dilemma. I went to bed and to relieve from the tension… for the first time in my life I dedicated the masturbation session to the ideal woman of my dreams… to the woman who touched me and aroused my sexual urge…yes… to my.