I'm John Asper, an' I'm the leader of this bunch. We jus' stopped fer the night, an' we won't be here much longer. Would ya join us fer a cup of coffe...?" Thank ya, Mr. Asper. I don't mind ifen I do. Fresh coffee is always welcome." Hey, Hester, git yer pussy over here an' git this gentleman a cup of coffee!"I had not seen the naked White woman cowerin' behind some bales until jus' then. She obviously wuz a slave, since she had red stripes from a whip up an' down her back an' buttocks. She had. As I thought about it, I heard a soft triple knock on the door.Brooke and Kelly were motioning for me to run out the back door, which fortunately, was very close to the bathroom. I ran out, quietly opened, the door, shut it, and they told me to hide under the deck. I waited for about five minutes, and then I heard Kelly’s voice calling my name.“Brian lets go!” she whispered urgently.I crawled out from behind the deck and ran with them. We ran all the way down her street, and came onto the. They hung there like the ripest fruits, ready for picking. He squeezed them firmly, enjoying the feel of her, and Carrie replied by pressing her teeth softly beneath the head of his cock. He sucked a sharp breath in. He slid a hand up and down her back. She was like the finest satin. The curve of her hip was mesmerizing as she knelt there on all fours. He traced it and let a finger slide beneath the tight band of her skirt. He looked down to see his sister’s eyes closed, her face dreamy, his. Andy broke the kiss with a worried look on his face when he felt her hands tug at his zipper."What's wrong," Lacy asked softly."Aren't you married?" he asked,"No and I am not seeing anyone," she responded smiling."My parents will want to meet you before they allow me to work for you," he stated."Not a worry, but I have a concern," she told him."Concern about what?" Andy asked."You can't tell anyone about this, not even your friends," she responded running her hands down the front of the silky.