It was true, she realized. Black men are well endowed. She felt herself stretch around the pole as it drilled deep into her body. Finally, it was e...mbedded and she opened her eyes.“Why did you call me slavegirl?”Cedric smiled and leaned forward, kissing each of the stiff nipples that were only inches from his face. “Always a new question. You are a mistress. But you have the soul of a slave. I am just enjoying the slave within you. You may ask your questions now.”He wrapped his hands. It didn’t make sense.But I couldn’t help but think if maybe going back in time and being inside Kyle wasn’t just part of me reliving a previous life, you know? I had a complete set of memories of both my lives. If Kyle had remembered it any time I was in him, then I remembered it. I finally figured out that the reason he couldn’t remember any of my memories was that in 1891, I hadn’t been born yet. I had nothing to remember.You know, that’ll give you a headache if you think about it too. .. get ready... get ready... I want her to suck my dick after I cum up her ass... so I want her nice and hungry for another load..." Tammy picked up the hint, "I'll cum on her face lover, I'll shoot my load all over her face... " I groaned as Tammy pulled her cock from my mouth and began fisting her shaft inches from my face. She was squeezing her balls and shaft so hard they were turning dark red, but her eyes were closed and I could tell she was about to cum, Greg had once again paused to. I knew my fate for sure. She took out my butt plug and lowered me onto the dildo until it was fully inside me. I could rock some but it only pushed the dildo further up my anus. It was unpleasant to say the least but not much more then the butt plug she had me wear to the farm.You rock or try to get off and the dildo will go further and further up your ass slave do you understand me? Yes Mistress I whimpered.You'll stay here like this until all the guest arrive she said laughing as she walked.