He put a fresh one into the camera and switched it back on to record, and started bringing the movie we had just made up on his laptop.Once it had sta...rted, and the camera was rolling again, he pushed me back on the bed, sat over my face and started rubbing his dick over my face and mouth."Did you enjoy that slave?" Yes sir" Are you ready to service me again slave?" Yes sir" You can play with yourself this time slave. Suck my balls and eat my ass while I wank over your face"We were both watching. Peterwas waiting near the club entrance. He asked, "Do you still want to behanged?" She had wondered that many times that week, until about Thursday,when she decided that she wasn't going to miss the chance to fulfill thefantasy she'd had since she was a teenager. Without hesitation, she said"Yes."They got into his carand drove to his house. It was dark inside, and she couldn't tell anythingabout it, especially since he led her immediately down the basement stairs.When they reached the bottom. The feel of him against her and inside of her was almost blissful, and she cried out with joy as he filled her completely. Lyana moved against him as he began to thrust back and forth, ramming into her pussy and making her bounce as she ground against him, eyes half closed in pleasure. Arms wrapped around his shoulders, she used it as leverage to push back against him, enjoying the slick feeling of him burying himself inside her. They moved together, her using her leg muscles to push herself. Since only two people were in the car, it wasn’t rocket science to figure out who it was. “I think the Yankees have arrived. Should we welcome the carpetbaggers in, or send them away?” I asked Dad.“Now, behave. Bobbie Joe is still a Georgia boy. He’s only a Yankee by marriage.”“Think she’ll make us give up our slaves? Beyoncé is pretty cute. I was thinking of putting in a bid!”He pointed me towards the house. “You want me to tell Kelly that? Go welcome your family.”I laughed and headed inside..