Dan continued to cry out as a stream shot up from cock’s slit, formed a parabolic arc, and fell. Artsy positioned to catch the stream of Dan’s sem...n on Laura’s nightshirt. Cock continued to shoot jerking back and forth each time. Four long streaks of pearl dripped across the dark green silk before Dan could relax. Artsy carefully removed the nightshirt and put it where Laura had left it for her use. She led Dan under the covers and they slept the night through holding one another. Dan and Artsy. Mr. Beau has been on and off the plantation more than the other masters. That's because he goes to the big cities to do business, to buy stuff like tools and horses and sell stuff like our crops. He only went away once since my birthday and they let me stay in his rooms on a pallet on the floor the whole two weeks he was gone. That was somethin' good because I didn't have to go back down to the field cabins and work there while he was gone. But I was happy when he came back from Charleston too. She asked me to get up from my mattress so she could sweep the nooks and corners and as i stood up to go near the door she bent down even more, her pallu slipped a bit and i caught a quick glimpse of the upper part of her deep cleavage. Before i could shift my gaze rita looked up and our eyes met… rita smiled a fraction of a second and turned to the other side… i walked out of the room. Over the next few days rita worked at our home and i continued to have some tantalizing glimpses of her body.. No matter how much you beg, plead, whimper, I have soundproofed this room and we are in the middle of nowhere. We go, when I’m satisfied. Just so you know, I won’t be satisfied until both of you have your genitalia destroyed by my friends.”She grabbed a cylindrical tube. “This, well, this is going to your pussy, Jennifer. I’m going to feed it to my bullet ants. They are an incredibly fierce insect, and they are the final stage. When they bite, it feels like fire. Once you beg for the end, I.