I reached her pelvic bones and slowly started kissing my way from one hip to the other and then down between her legs to where each leg connects with ...er body. I was intoxicated by the smell of her pussy. While I was down there I was getting a great view of it and it was on the verge of gushing, there was a constant little flow of it coming out of her pussy and flowing down around her ass and then down to the floor. She was going crazy and moaning quite loudly, normally I would be quite worried. "Did you ever think that none of them has ever had a lesbian experience either?"She nodded. "But I don't want to take the chance that I'm the only one." And you want to do it with me," I said."Megan!" she whined. "I don't want to be left out!" She picked at her fingernails, newly painted a perfect wet shade of red. "I just figured, we're going to be alone all night, none of the adults are going to come down here when they can get drunk and be loud up there. Plus," she said, eyeing me, "you look. I slept and dreamed a dream.Elizabeth is nearly 2 years older than I. Our father perished with many men in the recent Uprising and Civil War. Mr. Lincoln was dead and General Grant now the President. Mother caught consumption and soon died. Elizabeth then withdrew from life and changed, was silent for days. Our small farm kept me busy and spring was here. Elizabeth was consumed with sorrow over the passing of our mother, and had never recovered since father had died fighting for the Union.At. Ideas I had never had before started entering my mind. On a cold, gray day in November I felt the need to contact my slave to make him add hear to my bidding. As soon as I logged on to my lap top the chat window appeared. My slave had been waiting for his Mistress. Time to give my little bitch boi a new character in his fantasy.Mistress says:It is time for you to serve me my little slaveCome over here to me NOWStephen says:As you wish my MistressMistress says:I'm pushing you to the floorStephen.