"I just about choked on my juice as I heard her. She knew I was there!"Well, that just confirmed my suspicions," she smiled, standing again. I shook m... head as I coughed from the juice. She walked over and trailed a finger along my chest, "Oh, yes. I know full well what you saw, Jerry. I saw that stain on my door. Why didnt you just ask?"Finally regaining my composure, I looked into those deep, damning eyes. Was that lust I saw?"Alright. Fine. You caught me. Can you blame me? You're gorgeous,. ..I get it." He took another drink."That's ridiculous. How can you even sit there and say something so stupid like that, Wallace?" Oh? You're not racist? Prove it! Kiss me." Wallace moved his face closer to hers.Tracy was having none of it. She was pissed. Pissed she was there. Pissed she didn't say "no" to him on the phone. Pissed that she had to participate in this ludicrous conversation.She began to rant. "I see. You accuse me of being racist, then you think I will have to be sexual with you. .. thank you for the honour!” Miss Reva said nothing but, privately, she was quite pleased with the reaction to her announcement. It was most fitting in a slave. A little spasm of desire stabbed through the Overseer’s belly. She unbuttoned her robe and slipped it off. “Just show me how good you are!” she said. Then she lay down on the nearby couch. “Yes ... Miss ... oh yes ... Miss ...,” said Belle as she crawled forward. Such was the treatment of a slave-girl in the Palace of Quireme.Slap!. This was encouraging so i asked her, ‘can i insert my one finger in your pussy”? She didn’t reply, “silence is half consent”. This was clear indication for me, as she wants to enjoy her first experience. I slightly put my middle finger in the lips of her pussy and insert a little. She produce a sound oochhhhh i insert more and more and she produce more uuummmm and more ooooooooohhhhh. Her pussy was 100% wet with her cum and i was feeling on my finger now i insert my 2nd fingers at the same time.