Christmas on the plantation was a holiday for the slaves and a chance to catch up with members of their family who were working on neighbouring cane f...elds.It was a rare day, one of only a few when the slaves did not labour in the fields for their Dutch masters. These special days all coincided with holy days like Christmas and Easter. Each had a veritable feast, plenty of the local hooch, distilled from the cane sugar and a large open pit fire.They made music. Mostly with a West African basis,. I came behind him and said I will have the same and I will pay for that. Davy spun round and said holy shit I don't believe it, I said believe it mate. We got a table and started chatting about what we had been doing for the past 6 months. (Nothing much).After a few more drinks I got the courage to say guess what I have been wearing since our last meeting when I am out. Davy shook his head. I said it feels good against my legs and cock. This time it was Davys turn to spray his drink as he said. . I knew I wouldn't last too long and when she started licking my balls while jerking me off, I felt my orgasm come, told her I was going to cum and she opened her mouth, intentionally to swallow my load... when I came, I was surprised about my load, it was a big one and she swallowed it all.... "Yummie", she said, "that was a nice one...." I want another one", and she looked at me, her gorgeously blue eyes and lovely smile told me she was enjoying what she was doing... "I'm not done with you. " Call me sir when I fuck you." A tingle went down my spine at thatthought."Yes sir" the words made my cock even harder, getting me even closer tocumming. I knew Nathan was getting close too as his pace and forceincreased. He hit that wonderful spot inside my ass repeatedly until I waswhimpering for release. A tingling sensation was all over my body, mymuscles trembling. I had yet to touch my cock."You gonna cum for me bottom boy?" he asked, his breath coming hard now."Gonna cum from me.