Not being able to control myself, little by little my hands moved closer to her breasts and to my surprise; she started responding with " that feels...so good." I started kissing her neck ever so softly. She then turned around and started french kissing me. Ever so slowly we began undressing each other. After minutes of intense kissing, I began my downward assault of no return. Twirling and twirling my tongue around her hardened nipples I did continue; then slowly advancing downward until. I lifted my shirt, my hands now on my bare breasts, 38B, probably not big enough, but just as sensitive as any others, maybe even more, if I could imagine. I massaged them, until my cunt couldn't wait any longer. I knew whether my hands go down or not, I would explode... but knowing how much better it feels with my fingers there, I stopped. As I suspected, my panties were useless...I was so wet it you could sense it on my thighs before my hand even spread my lips. What a soapy, watery. I took one of the dogs an' ran ahead ta see what them bastards wuz doin', especially how they wuz treatin' Martha. When I caught up, I saw one of the men carryin' the little girl, so I knew how much they valued her. I could understand why: she would easily be worth $200 on the slave block.The men wasn't walkin' all that fast, so the rest of my people caught up ta me pretty soon. We poked along behind the slavers lookin' fer our opportunity. There wuz six men, an' Danny had outthunked me by. Burrows. "Sir, you asked to say something. Would you care to speak now?" Yes, there are two people here that I would like to thank. They are the two that have kept Julie and Jake safe for each other for most of the time they have been separated. I'd like to introduce Mrs. Miriam Crumbly and give her my many thanks. Jake went to work for her agency sixteen years ago and very soon moved into a position of authority. Finding him a responsible young man, she asked him to mentor her fatherless.