She grabbed her skirt, hiking it up. Her legs were spread wide, her vulva shaved bare, her pussy lips thick and pink and glistening with her juices.�...Pater’s cock, I need you in me!” she moaned, writhing on the bed. “I need a real dick in me. A dick worthy of a god.”“Yes!” he groaned, unlacing his britches. His cock spilled out.“Poor thing,” I muttered, shaking my head. It was so small, this little, squat dick. He didn’t deserve to ravish such a beautiful creature.“Ooh, that’s it,” the hooker. At this point I felt her shuffle closer in my direction and place her hand on my arm. I started to get flushed thinking holy shit is this happening? But I went along with it and placed my hand on her left knee, which she had crossed on her right. When I placed my hand there she instantly put her leg to the floor.Her hand started to rub my forearm slowly so I returned by rubbing her knee. “You know you smell great,” I said to her. “Thanks you don’t smell too bad yourself” she said with a giggle. Tonight was the perfect time to escape. Otto found his little brother, Bertie, and cajoled him into fleeing. With all the commotion no one noticed Otto and Bertie had disappeared.The next day, it was reported to Columbus that Otto and Bertie were nowhere to be found. Agitated, Columbus went into his study and scribbled a note. He gave instructions to his oldest son to ride into town and deliver the message to Peter Culp, a capable slave catcher. Columbus offered a decent reward for the safe. Pussy juice was leaking around my fingers and onto the sheet. Her tiny hands literally tore hair from my head when she came the second time.NOW…..I pulled her to the edge of the bed and raised her ankles to my shoulders. My cock found its way to the right place and, with so much lubrication, sank to the hilt. I stood still, letting Tess wiggle get comfortable with my length. Evidently, Jack had a small dick… but that was okay, it was no longer his pussy.Slowly, I started driving in and pulling.