My dad decided it was better if I travelled to South Carolina, in his mind it was better to be close to the family's farm and learned the ropes to be ... farmer. My dad encouraged me not to abandoned the farm, since few black folks owned land let alone was farming to feed their families or sell to local markets.it was an idea I fully embraced, I loved the fact that my father had the mindset to prepare wealth for his generations to come. And with that decision, our story begin with the Virgin,. Moving slightly quicker you put a skip in your step, your blazer hiding the gentle bounce of your B Cup breasts as you moved along.Things had been going well for you. Your school was good, your grades incredible, your brother was coming back and your parents were awesome. You felt a swelling of pride at having everything seem to work well. There was such beauty in the world. Skipping to one of the nearby benches, you came to a stop, dropping your pack next to the bench you stepped over to the. I know I have to work harder on with holding my orgasms until I’m allowed. “I’ll do anything you want, Sir.” “Do you like the thought of being fucked in front of strangers, Kinsey?” “I do, Master. The idea of having someone or someone’s I don’t know watch turns me on greatly.” “I knew you would, my little slut toy.” I purr out for him and he smiles coming to me. He yanks on my chains lifting me higher until not even my tippy toes can touch the floor. My heels slide off and fall to the. The sounds from upstairs were unmistakable: I could hear Ana’s moaning and grunting as she was having sex…I climbed the stairs to get a view that really shocked me:Lying on our marital bed, my sexy wife was on her back with her legs in the air and a black man who I had never seen before was thrusting his hard cock in her, in a very wild pace.Instead of getting mad and throw this nigger off of my wife’s body, I just stood there and watched Anita give in to her lust and take his hard black cock.