Since this was a linely area she asked if we could try it now. so we went to a near by shop brought some flouvered cigerattes and came back. there was... a big stone there we went there lightened our cigs and started smoking. she liked it as i guided her since i m a social smoker in college. but then it started raining and we had to rush towars our car since it was pouring in no time. but by the time we reached the car we were drenched. she startred to drive back. i noticed something great then.. " "Okay, babe." "And I have another idea," I mentioned before I kissed him and nonchalantly rose up to my feet. I glanced at Tiffany for a second, but then I went around to the other side of her desk. I dropped down to my knees and opened up another one of her drawers, knowing what was in there. Then I let my hand in there, grabbed it, and came back. "So, what is it like to make love to a woman?" I pondered, holding the strap on. "The same as having an orgasm for the first time, I guess. It. She smiled at her success and stood, then knelt on the couch beside him assuming the ass-pushed-back position of an about to be fucked female. He rose to the invitation. Standing behind her, he pressed home his cock easily spreading the folds of her labia as he entered her. She mooed.They were silent for next several minutes. The only sounds was the faint squishing noise he made as he pushed and pulled himself in and out of her.He felt her stiffen; it pleased him. He began pounding her. What? She was his slave, and she was his lover. She was the woman he thought about in the long lonely nights. She had once saved his life, and now she was why he lived.They had been lovers, when the opportunity presented itself, which it too seldom had, for five years. Since he was a grieving eighteen year old boy who had just lost both his parents, and was faced with the man's job of running a large plantation, and she was a fifteen year old maid who crept into his bed one night to bring him.