She enjoyed the short ride.The old couple must have heard the purr of the grand car and greeted us outside the door. They hugged the heiress, making h...r suddenly weirdly childlike. Beaming, she loved the intimate greeting.The old woman made scones for everyone. We sipped coffee and ate the delicious scones and talked excitedly about old times and new. I didn't, but enjoyed listening. The Amazon and the great granddaughter joined us for awhile until the young one was ordered to bed after a bath.. Some were carrying food and drink trays while others were moving slaves and other merchandise. These were the support staff for the event.There were also some that wore black shirts and black pants. These were armed with batons and pepper spray and were clearly the security detail for the night. Again Carl's experienced eye judged them to be poorly trained and equipped.The others had no uniform or dress code. Slave owners were walking or sitting all around the main atrium. As they mingled and. K : No you are not. It’s just a state of mind. Yeh sirf tumhari ek fantasy, many men have this kinda fantasies. Aur kuch aurto kobhi aisi fantasies hoti hai. Don’t worry It’s all right.Me : Yeh sab jan neke baad, are you hating me ?K : No baba I’m your best friend na ? I love you and I always willThis brought tears to my eye.K : Par ghussa hoon ki tumne yeh baat mujhse abtak chupai.Waise mere kapro mai tum toh mujhse bhi sexy lagrahe ho. ( Smiles ).Me : Sorry ! Ok now let me go, mujhe change. .. Wait a minute. There wasn't supposed to be any sperm in her pussy, she was supposed to have put a rubber on Sameer. My cock sprung to attention as I dove between her legs to plant my mouth on her swampy pussy."I'm sorry, I got so hot for his thick cock I forgot the rubber. Please don't be mad at me." How could I be mad at her, I was the one who kept talking about how exciting it would be for her to be fucked by someone else. Here I was dipping my tongue in her dilated sperm filled pussy.