I just sat there unmoving. My cock was still stiff and waving lightly and it was slick with Mini’s licking. Then I saw the look in Hama’s eyes cha...ge. The anger went out replaced by something that I now know as lust. Then I just knew something has changed. She was staring at my cock as if hypnotized. As I watched her, her expression changed with conflicting emotions and finally I think lust won. There were no words spoken but instinctively I knew then that instead of Mini I am going to be. The place is Colonial Virgina. I’m the owner of a large plantation and I have a fetish that I fulfill using my wife and my slaves. My wife watches all those big black slaves working in the field during the day. Big and strong, sweating in the sun. But at night I bring those horse hung Niggers into our bedroom….and they’ve got a different kind of work to do! ‘Get of your knees bitch and start sucking those Nigger Cocks!’ Suck those Big Black Nigger Cocks!!! (my sweet white wife on her knees with. Well on to my adventure. After the wedding we all hung out at the bar drinking late into the night, some people had a little too much to drink and the music was a mix of American and Filipino songs and was way too loud for my taste. I went outside and saw a cute girl sitting by herself having a beer so I joined her. We talked a while, her name was Maxine, 19 and single, her friend knew Carol and she came along to party to. We sorta hit it off and I asked her back to my hotel for another. He saw a pool of still water and asked if I’d ever gone skinny dipping? As we made our way up the hill Wayne tended to stop so I could catch my breath, we had one or two kisses. He commented that my nipples were hard and sticking out. The steep path lead us up back into the car park. The Sat Nav took us through Burnsall by the river where he enquired if I’d like an ice cream? He suggested next time we could spend some time either at Burnsall or Bolton Abbey. We continued along the road.