Her husband had made his fortune in the slave trade. Since the economic crisis in the thirties, the ban on slavery had been gradually eroded. At first... over-indebted people were able to enter into a lifelong employment relationship paid in advance and in return received debt relief. Later on, serious criminals were used for forced labour and rented out by the prisons. In the aftermath of the war, millions of captured soldiers of the enemy remained in captivity and were used for forced labour.. You lay on your stomach with your legs slightly parted. The light caresses the gentle curves of your supple ass.My cock begins to stir as my eyes are seduced by the shadows of your inviting pussy. I try to sneak a quick peek of what lies between your thighs. I need to part my legs as my cock starts to throb. You turn your head slightly and I see the profile of your face. You slowly part your lips and seductively lick your top lip. My cock swells till it hurts. You know what you are doing. “Hey boo ... wuz good wit choo?” click... “Hey baby, I’m 22 and” click. “Wuz good tho?” (sigh) click... “I’m a 19 year” click ... Over and over again.“You have received a message from...” “Brent”. “Hello Lainey, this is Brent. I’m a 50 year old White man from (an area close by). You sound delightful. What are you up to this evening?”. “Well this sounds too good to be true” I thought. “What’s wrong with this one?” I laughed to myself. I replied. “Not much! Just bored. New to the system. How. She walked over, leaned down so we were face to face and kissed me. I felt her tongue against mine as I nervously placed my hands on her tits, I squeezed them and in return she squeezed my crotch. She took off her gloves and headgear then unbuckled my jeans, pulling them and my boxers down whilst giving me an incredibly dirty smile. I couldn't believe what was happening, my step-mum was now jerking me off while I played with her tits. I'm not hung like a pornstar but I'd say bigger than.