I remember picking them up. The soft, silky, sheer nylon sat limp in my hand. For whatever reason, I brought them to my nose and I inhaled the shaped ...ylon that encased her feet. My mother's scent radiated with a strong mix of what I remember to be like leather and vinegar. As I unfolded the limp nylon further they took their original shape. They looked too small to fit my mother. I quickly brought them closer and I noticed something on the pair. Taking a closer look inside the pair, there was. “Yes! Do it!” I heard Liam encourage. “You love cum, don’t you! Yes!”My legs shook and my hips spasmed. With a little yelp, I came and my body jerked on the bed. “Nice” I heard him say. I relaxed. I smiled. I was so damn happy! Pulling my hand from my panties and using my wet fingers, I scooped the puddle of sperm out of my eye socket and into my mouth. Licking my fingers, I did my best to open my eyes. “I love you,” I said. “I am so happy to be your wife.”“Gotta run, dear,” and he leaned down. At least, that's what the slave auctioneer told my last master when I wuz sold." OK, Josiah, ya understand that ya has ta act like ya're my slave whenever we has visitors?" Yessir, Massa Jeff, I understands that. Ta keep from makin' a mistake by accident, I'll call ya Massa Jeff all the time, if it's all the same ta ya." Yeah, that's a good idee. Did Rastus tell ya what we has in mind fer ya ta do while ya're around here?" Yessir, Massa Jeff. He said ya wants me ta learn the sausage business. Tu uski aankhe kuch jukhi thi..tu mene kaha ki isme sharmane Ki kya baat hai..tu wo kuch nahi boli bike par bethiaur hum waha se ansal plaza ki aur nikal gayee..Waha pahunch te hi mene bike park kari aur uskaa hath apne hath me le kar chalne laga…usse bhi kafi acha lag raha tha..phir hum mcdonald me gaye waha bargar khaya aur coke pi ..phir baatein karne lage… Usne kaha ki chalo garden me chalte hai..tu mene kaha thik hai…hum garden me gaye…waha phir se wahi scene tha ki couples ek dusre ko.