It mystifies him how they could sing at this hour. The slaves pull out their empty sacks and other tools and begin to work in the field, but they cont...nue to sing songs of salvation. Their voices merge into an emotional chorus of sorrow and redemption like nothing this master has ever heard. Then he sees her. She stands with her hands full of white cotton in the center leading the others in song. She is the ring leader of it all, the initiator of the whole thing. And she sings the most. “Well it’s good to see you again.” I said, making no attempt to hide my roaming eyes.She blushed prettily, seemingly not minding that she was flirting with a schoolboy. Then again, I didn’t exactly look like your average sixteen-year-old guy.“Indeed Sir. Please, right this way.” She said, opening the door.I gave her another smile as I slipped into the limo, finding my mother waiting inside.“Hey Mom. This is a bit of a surprise.” I said, after greeting her with a kiss.“Well, I thought about what. She then asked to ride my dick, I lay down on the bed and let her do the needful.When I looked at her it was like she was jumping on my dick and her boobs were just wiggling up and down in slow motion. I grabbed them and pressed them. She had her hands on her head, holding her hair as she rode me like there was no tomorrow.Then I pulled her towards me. I held her head in my arms and started pounding her pussy. She was on cloud 9 and couldn’t control it and came all over my dick. She then asked. He put his lips against my pussy and kissed my lips. His tongue darted out to meet my clit and I moaned with pleasure. He slowly turned me around to face the side of the bed. He started kissing his way back up my body from behind. He moved from the top of my thighs, to my ass cheeks, to my lower back, up to my shoulder blades, ending at my neck. He whispered in my ear, “Open your gift.” I opened the small gift box and was surprised to find a small butt plug. It was sleek and black with a.