Reiser's housekeeper and cook, although only for dinner. He didn't require her to make breakfast and usually had lunch at the office, and on the weeke...ds he liked to fend for himself. Of course, Mr. Reiser had me now and I wouldn't mind taking care of him at all, at least as much as Mercy would allow. That turned out to be not much at all.Thin and kind of old, she was nearing sixty anyway, and a very old school black, as they say. Mercy had been born into slavery shortly after the war and would. So she made a b-line to the door and got the heck out of there. So, as my wife continued rubbing my dick she asked me if it would be all right if she talked with him a little, while I was away. I told her to be as bad and a nasty as she wanted to be, but that she would have to tell me everything when I got home on Friday. With that, she giggled again and said, My God, I wonder what he looks like naked. That was all I could stand, and with her hand cupping my balls, I proceeded to cum in my. "As she crawled into her new home, there was enough room to kneel and turn around but not much more. The girl in the next cage kicked the door to her own and made Brooklyn jump."Don't mind her, she's a wild one and just some entertainment for tomorrow. Not like you"Bending over to the cage door, she cooed "Aren't you little missy" and the girl kicked the door again.She was bound with her arms behind her back and at her ankles with a ball gag in her mouth but it was secured with a full head. ” She waited until he left the room as she hated for him to see her cry. It wasn’t long until he joined her. He slid in next to her and carefully reached out to her. "Come here baby let me hold you gently. Let me kiss you and take your mind off your pain."She brushed the tears from my eyes and smile as she moved into his arms. His arms went around her and with a voice as smooth a Tennessee whiskey spoke. "Now let me dry those tears," as he kisses each eyelid. "Where do you hurt the most.