On Monday we still were there, when Victor called me on my cell phone, saying he was delayed until Thursday.We were running low on food, so Danton sai... that he would go back to the store to get some stuff if we were staying there a couple more days…I decided to stay at the cottage to clean up the place. Two hours ago I heard the door open so I turned back; but then I found a giant black man standing in front of me.I was frozen. But then Danton walked in behind him. He put his hand on the black. "Awwww, but I heard I was art. You wouldn't want to destroy art wouldyou?" I asked and giggled. He stuck the steak knife to the girl's throat,staring in my direction- he might not see my face, but he knew where Iwas. "I'll kill her! Her blood will be on your hands!" he shouted desperately."Yeah, well I don't mind. I've got so much on me now, my hands could useanother coat," I said and laughed. The laughter started pealing out andit didn't stop. He pushed the girl away and started running. His. Meanwhile, she started playing with Meenal’s clitoris. This proved to be too much for Meenal, and she started to moan loudly.I could feel her pussy walls tightening the grip on me due to which I too came close, and in a flash, we both came together. Preeti held me up, and I lay next to Meenal. Preeti then started to lick all the cum coming out of Meenal’s pussy and, after that, licked it from my dick.After this, we again rested for half an hour. Now Preeti was getting restless as she felt left. Unbelievable. I mean, what do they expect me to do? Feed my slave strawberries without his favorite cream? Give me a fucking break.“Anyway, there I was, in the dairy aisle between the yogurt and the cottage cheese, frustrated and thinking, what’s a Mistress to do? Then it hit me. An epiphany, kind of like. Cream… cum… cum… cream. Perfect! Problem solved. My slave gets his special treat, after all. Now, doesn’t strawberries with cum sound absolutely scrumptious? You don’t think so? Really? Silly.