She kicked them off her ankles then started opening her blouse. I went to the door and cracked it open to listen. The house was silent, dark. I clicke... the door closed then locked it and returned to April. We stood in front of the other and pulled the rest of our clothes off. We’d been too far, too close to feel modesty.She didn’t need any foreplay, any time to get hot; she pulled me to the bed then went to her stomach and pressed her pelvis into the mattress. Her eyes fluttered briefly then. "Great View, and I like your face, too!" She cracked up - having a big laugh. I commented that she must have just showered, and she confirmed that. "How about I take a quick shower, too?" She nodded, grabbed a towel from the linen closet, her robe now untied - and her tits (I'm guessing 36D) swaying as she walked. I soaped up quickly, so I could return and enjoy the view again. Before I knew it, she asked if she could scrub my back. The shower door slid open, she'd shed the robe, and stepped. MRS Dow knewthe Niger lust was taking over is body now. Her left hand went under his buttand grab his ball and rub them gently. This position aloud her to show morecleavage as the buck eyes dotted from her eye to her breast MRS Dow turn to her Husband and said with a grin ?Darlin can you pour someoil on this Big Niger dick I want to give him a taste of Niger heaven?. MrDOW START LAUGHING as did the other slaveholders. For they all knew the slave#7 was tied down for a week and not allowed to. I ripped off my shirt. Then I pushed her skirt and underwear down her thighs and was greeted by the sight of her butt plug, glittering in the shape of a butterfly. I grasped it between my fingers and pulled slowly, loving the sight of her asshole widening around the bulb and then contracting as it broke free.I quickly spun around again, placing one hand on her back to hold her in place and using the other to lubricate my cock with my saliva. I lined my erection up with her freshly-vacated anus.