Sally and Mr. Jefferson would talk about philosophy, politics,science, etc. She was enamored by him, she thought he was a truly arenaissance man!When...Mr. Jefferson went to France for the first American Ambassadorship,He shipped Sally was well. Since France didn't have slaves anymore, hepaid a salary for her. It was the first time, she had a salary! Also,she was a student of French foods. She was learning French too. Mr.Jefferson gave her gorgeous gowns and dresses too. They were there. So I pretended having a fever on Friday and took a day off. When he was at the office, I cleaned myself and made me presentable (waxing and stuff).Saturday morning my brother came into my room and wished me. Then he said that it was a shame that he had to cancel the party that he had planned looking at my condition. I said it’s fine. I thanked him and hugged him, making sure his hand would brush against my left boob a little. He instantly withdrew his hands and looked at me.I calmly said, “It’s. ———————————————————————– The knock on the front door startled me. As I slipped out of the bed, my phone buzzed. A message from Harini. “I have sent him to check on you”. I checked the time. 11:48 PM. Was that Ram at the door? I walked quietly to the front room and checked the eyeglass. It was Ram. He must have heard me come up to the door because he said softly “Mira, it’s Ram. Open the door”. I paused for a second, perplexed, undecided, as the day’s events flashed by in my head. My husband was. It was evident from the ease with which they established their connection, that they had done this many times before. He straightened up slowly, forcing more and more of his cock into Sally until it was buried to the balls in her pink lipped pussy. Gripping Sally by the tits, he began to fuck her with fast, deep thrusts, his eyes as well as Sally's fastened on Bette playing with Tiger's bright red prick.Sally, her body angled slightly forward, her hands tight around her husband's responded to.