I remember making fun of my mom for buying an umbrella so big. As the hill became steeper it became more and more difficult to walk. Aunt Jillian was ...earing flip-flops which seem to suck down into the ground and sling back up, getting tiny specs of mud over her calves. Its too steep, Cam Jillian held onto my arm tightly, almost slipping. There was a set of large rocks which used to serve as makeshift steps once upon a time, but no one ever used it. Here, you go first, she pushed off my hand. Cassie was past caring as the eighth negro reamed her aching cunt but Erasmus had other ideas, “You wipe that filth from your cunt bitch,” he said, “Cause you need to grease up your ass hole, so old Erasmus can fuck your ass!”“What?” Cassie pleaded but Erasmus had the box of polished ebony sticks which James’ father and grandfather before him had used to open up the young slave girls so they could fuck all their holes at will.Two men held Cassie’s legs up as she lay on her back and Erasmus. "and she said no more.A few days passed and we found ourselves in bed beginning to foolaround and she asked, "Would you like to wear a pair of my panties?" Only if you pick out something sexy." I half-heartedly joked.She picked out a silky pair of bark blue bikinis with a high waist thatfelt great.My erection was impossible to hide and she smiled and said, "Looks likesomebody like my panties. Get over here and eat me." I practically doveon the bed and nestled between her legs. She ground. I kissed her pussy and rolled my tongue over her lips and she rested her legs on my shoulders and rubbed the back of my head, keeping me firmly on her pussy. She tasted just as good as Rita, if not a little better, with a little bit of peaches added to her pungent feminine smell. She took my eagerness to please her as a good sign and ran her pussy up and down my face.“That’s it baby, mommy’s pussy taste good? Oh my god honey that’s so good, keep eating me!”“Rita’s not that bad either, she.