"I ended up just running out of the party and have not spoken to him since," she says.I begin to lose control. My cock is pulsing and I can feel my bl...od being drained to the tip of my cock. I actually get lightheaded. Thankfully, I hear the front door open and in walks Maria. I take this opportunity to fight my feeling of being a creeper and jump up to go greet her. I walk up and give her a hug.While hugging her she whispers in my ear, "Is that a banana in your pocket or is somebody happy to. Who hadnt been allowed to breed, to fuck, in six months. She tried to remain detached, but those slaves scared her. They were certainly virile, each boasting a shaft that looked downright painfully large and fully hardened. She didnt know what kind of depraved things theyd do to her, never having owned a slave. Perhaps it was a mercy that these slaves were also incredibly submissive to their masters, and did exactly what was ordered. Perhaps it made their treatment of her worse than itd be. "I'm gonna go talk to her, be back later." I tell my dad, and run out the house. She was laying about 20 yards away from my back door, by our shed, but I had barely left the house when she looked and stared at me approaching her. She had on a yellow, tiny two-piece bathing suit that covered everything it needed to, and nothing more. I didn't want to stare at anywhere but her eyes, to avoid her getting the first impression of me being a pervert, but I couldn't help but notice her incredibly. Sally didn’t seem to mind at all having him looking at her.She eased round a little more to face him, laying back her legs parted even wider; the old guy couldn’t take his eyes off her. Sally tipped her head sideways and whispered, “I’m going to really tease him,” She stood up and making out she couldn’t see him eased her bikini bottoms down so slowly wiggling her firm ass free before stepping out of them. She bent over placing them into the beach bag letting him see her ass asking, “Is he.