.. Mmm ... Other side?”Logan mouthed and tongued her left breast. Then, he reached for the bottle of hand lotion, squirted some into his palm and th...n daubed it onto her nipples. He began giving her breasts deep massage, her slick skin sliding under his fingers.Alex’s jaw dropped. “Oh, God!” she exclaimed. “This feels SOOO good. The sensations are both subtle and deep. Mmm...”“Do you want me to believe that with all your experience, this is the first time someone has creamed your boobs?”“Crazy,. As a sixteen-year-old orphan of poor parents the only respectable options open to her were to work for minuscule wages in a factory or, if she was very lucky, to get a job as a maidservant in some richer household. Becky was in luck; the pastor of her parents' church, the Reverend Jones, needed a girl to keep house for him as his wife was sickly after having seven pregnancies in as many years. Her time with then was happy, for the pastor was that rarity in America in the early nineteenth. “As he entered, I saw that four women were hanging on his every word; hanging on him as well. I fought down the urge to erupt in anger. He paused at the edge of our semi-private alcove.“And that, my wonderful ladies, is how I met,” he gestured at me with a flourish, “the fair Krystal.”He smiled at me. “Diane, Tina, Lisa, and Aubrey, please meet my lady Krystal.” I was peeved that he knew their names without looking at their nametags.They smiled at me and looked me over. I knew that look. It was. She began to understand the phrase, 'Once you've had black you never go back', and although she had no intention of giving up white men, she would certainly want more black cock. Her head lolled back and forth and she clutched his back locking him in an embrace as the huge black dick ploughed into her. She didn't want it to stop as erotic sensations rippled through her at breakneck speed. She was lost in a world of sex, lust and pleasure. She moaned, cried out and whimpered through multiple.