The older colored woman's shackles now off, Bo joined his friends."Make yourselves useful and go get us some beers out of that there cooler," Cy order...d. The two slave girls walked to where it was. Shanika bent over to get the cans out of the ice, the white men's eyes all drawn to her ample ass."I haven't seen you before," whispered the older slave to Shanika. "I'm Jackie. I've been coming here for years."Whap! Shanika looked around. Ed had stood back up and held a switch made from a narrow. She had finally gotten the button pushed through and looked up at the three of us, intently watching. “Can’t you look away or something?” she asked.I think I could speak for all three of us, very simply, “Nope,” I told her.“You sure you don’t want to go first?” she asked Pauli.“You won the honor,” Pauli said. I guess the fact that Pauli was naked above her waist wasn’t helping Karen much.I think the fact that she’d taken off her panties a while ago was playing pretty heavily on Karen’s mind. He even let his tongue out too, so he tickled me as well. I had him in the palm of my hand, and he didn't want to get out to save his life. I watched him take the wooing like I was making it rain for him in a strip club.I doled out all that cold hard cash, and he wanted it, so to speak. I didn't see him looking back at me, but he was rather busy getting his face slapped to hell by the two sexiest pieces of flesh he could imagine. All the while, his cock sought deep shelter in my twat.I clenched. I painted her navel as a whole note with a fermata. I turned a staff of music into a suspension bridge as I stretched it from hip to hip, resting on her bush. I drew girders and piers down her thighs. She spread her legs a little and I couldn’t help dragging a finger up between her lush pussy lips. She moaned and pushed toward me.Instead, I had her turn and started painting on her butt and then the small of her back. I painted gears and levers—a kind of Rube Goldberg contraption that I didn’t.