Weaver is in the kitchen, worried about you; asked me to give you this." Anne handed Billy the folded paper. It was still early, the sun barely up. Sh... stood watching, worrying."Hm," said the young man. He had used the chamber pot twice during the night and each time, by candlelight, could see that he had produced some blood as well as rather brackish urine. His back was crawling with pain. "He wants a list a'my contacts. Says he'll warn m'friends." He sniffed and looked at her, puzzled."Well?". ..and being the preachers wife....she played the part. But twice a year the preachers wives (in their district) had a conference. This is when her and the other preachers wives get their "PLAY" time. She laugh and said "That's right....we are all white girls from a all white small southern town who twice a year crave Big Black Cocks. With that she scooted back on the bed and told me that it was time to fuck. I was ready too. I told her to turn over and back her ass up to my cock. the bed was. She must have been a virgin as she was very tight. To think that she have denied her boyfriend sex for so long just to reserve it for me. I could almost feel sorry for him. As I repeatedly pushed in and out of her body, I could see that her face has turned rather bluish which somehow made her look even more beautiful. I pulled her bra off her right breast and cup it lovingly in my hands and sucked on her exposed nipple. A nipple that was never to produce milk, I thought with a sense of bitter. After what seemed like hours, I finally heard her come in. "Ah, there you are! Have you been a good boy?", she asked. I felt her hands on my head as the dildo was unstrapped and removed. Rubbing my dry tongue over my lips, I tried to bring some life back to my dehydrated mouth. "Please," I begged, "let me go. I'll do anything you ask. Please!" She just laughed at me. "You're already going to do everything I say, slave boy! Now," she continued, "I'm going to untie you. But first, you've got to.