Have you ever heard it before?”“Music?” She thought back, trying to remember while her mind was still hazy. Her fellow slaves, they used to have...work songs when they toiled in the field, sort of a means of expressing empathy and solidarity, that they all shared the same pain. She knew a boy who used to play the flute, though not very well, and once, she heard the wife of one of her former masters playing a harp from within her mansion. They could be called music, but they all paled in. She said that's Keith's cum leaking from my pussy. He said he came by her work and picked her up, they fucked in the cab of his pickup. Another time was when Tim was over at our house and Andrea told me she wanted to fuck Tim in our van while I drive them around. Andrea and Tim got into our raised roof van and let the bed down. I got in the driver seat and backed out of the garage. I adjusted the rearview mirror so I could see them while I drive. She went to work on his dick giving him a blow. "Interrupting Joy stated, "Now it's your turn. Please, only the truth,Jer. Why do you stay away from Storm." Ahhh, do I.... 'fraid so! Err, ah... ," came the stammering answer(cough) (cough). "Skye.... Storm, I ah, I, oh hell. Every time I see youin school you're surrounded by jocks, and they just push me away.'Scram,' they say, 'She's my girlfriend, runt,' said another; I justcan't compete. Yes, I stay away from you - I don't relish the idea ofspending time with an arm in a sling! Damn, yes, I. The black guy hunched sporadically into her with each spurt of his cum. He suddenly withdrew from her destroyed pussy and moved Ana to her back. Then he straddled her waist, his swollen huge cock head at her mouth and he ordered her to suck it clean…My wife greedily opened her red lips wide and then her head twisted and worked on his still hard black dick.Her eyes kept glancing up at his face as if to ascertain she was pleasing him. Then he pushed her head against the headboard and began.