Roman was still sanding. He pulled out half of a cheese sandwich. “I’se sorry,” he offered.“Betta than not gettin’ nothin’, Fred confessed...“Oh, but I got us somthin’ else, Fred.”“What?”“This,” the diminutive house slave announced showing the vessel.“A gourd,” Fred laughed. “This ain’t just no regular ol’ gourd. This gourd is filled with some of Massa’s ‘finest Madeira wine’ as the missus would say,” Roman mocked her for a portion of his statement.“You sound just like her,” chuckled the. Never better, Elaine.” “Thanks.” Elaine tried not to blush but it was too late. “And I look like a fucking hooker, right?” Kendra snapped then pouted. “I hope those double knots hold,” giggled Chelsea, pulling at the bikini string tied behind Kendra’s neck. “Wouldn’t want any guys to be able to cause accidents.” Kendra slapped Chelsea’s hands away. “Stop it!” she whined. Elaine leaned against the kitchen counter, sipping her cup of coffee. She couldn’t help herself. “Love. She was wearing her low neck blouse.I licked her navel wildly and tried to remove the hook of her blouse. She resisted a little with her hands. I said, hey bitch I’m not going to stop. I removed the hooks of her blouse forcibly one by one after removing the hook and I could see her big boobs trying to come out of the bra.I took her milky white boobs out of the bra and started sucking her boobs madly. I was squeezing her boobs mercilessly, and I was biting her nipples. I didn’t care to take her. Being so in love with Amanda I did not realise how much I was upsetting my best friend by sort of neglecting her for my girlfriend.We spent all our time talking about all sorts of random stuff that we both enjoyed, but did nothing more than kiss and occasionally make out. As expected of any 16 year old boy I eventually wanted more, I wanted some more physical activity and thought she would understand but when I talked to her about it she said she’s fine with how things are.Not wanting to mess.