We were now both topless, I just had on my tiny skirt and high heels, Cynthia had taken off her jeans too, leaving her in a thong and heels. When they... saw us big grins spread across Jim's and Bill's faces. I took the grin on Bill's face to mean that we would be having fun afterwards. We placed the plates on the table, and then Cynthia walked over to Jim and wiggled her tits at him.“Would you squeeze my nipples, please, Jim?”Jim did squeeze one of her nipples, but he bent down and sucked on the. I groaned quietly and pushed my hips forward, grinding against her hand. She held one finger to her lips to shush me but didn’t stop rubbing.I bit my lip to stay quiet and stared hungrily at her chest. She followed my gaze and grinned wickedly. With one quick motion, she tugged her shirt and bra aside exposing her breast, just as I had fantasized about doing to her. I gasped at the sight. Her skin was pale and faded to a dark rose color at the tip. Her nipple popped free, and she angled toward. "'So, you want me to be your massa,' he asked. I nodded at him. 'And jus' what does a massa do?' he wanted to know. I said that to me a massa took care of his nigger and would touch her and praise her if she was a good nigger and pleased her massa the way he liked."He kinda lost that granddaddy look in his eyes hearin' that. Now I saw the same eyes he looked at me with when he was takin' in my scent off his finger back on the bus the other day. He shifted around in his chair some and I could. He rubbed the monster on her clit and around her love tunnel to get it lubed up for entry. She told him not to tease her and to get inside now. He shoved inside her and stopped with about half of his dick in, then started slowly pumping in and out. She was squealing with delight and begging for more. After about 50 strokes he pushed in a little more and again she squealed with delight. With one final push he was all in and stroking he with determination. She was cumming and cumming over.