My mancunt twitched, even leaked a bit of musk between the cheeks of my ass, down through my cleft over the insides of my buttocks and thighs.Arch kne...t behind me. He spread my butt cheeks with both hands, peered at my crinkled hole. He leaned in and kissed, tongued it, tasting me. I shuddered, my cock throbbed, lurching up harder. "Ummnh, oh, yeah," I moaned with a cock in my mouth, one in each hand. Arch ran a lubed finger up and down my ass cleft. He rubbed the tip against my puckered fleshy. I was having none of it. ‘Get going before I lose my temper and that you really don’t want to happen.’ Grabbing Julie’s elbow I steered her away in the opposite direction. She tried to pull away from me but I was too strong for her. ‘Calm down sissy, you never told me you were friends with Maree, I have never heard you mention her name.’ ‘I don’t ask you about your lady friends, why should I tell you about my men friends.’ She retorted . ‘Yeah well, you can imagine the surprise I got when. She squeezed me tightly and pulled me to her…we kissed deeply and passionately as the last beads of cum slowly oozed inside her. I began to gather my thoughts, Sara looked up at me and said, “Honey, I know that Darcy would help us as a surrogate and deliver us a child. She offered the other day.” I pulled Sara close to me and held her tightly to me as if to let her know that anything she wanted, I would do. “Sweetie, I’ll do anything for you. You know that, right?” Sara looked up, smiled. We definitely had more weight in the wagons on the way back to Bamako. Along with the remaining gold for everything we sold, we had the numerous slaves we bought, letting them ride in the wagons rather than making them walk. In addition, King Reba gave me my share of the gold from the new goldfield--minus half for building roads. The actual mine had produced very little so far, but two thousand slaves panning for gold every day produces a lot of gold nuggets and gold dust.In Bamako, I.