How did you do this Jake”?Master told her how easy it was. He stood up and came over to stand next to my bride and explained while appraising his si...ssy slut. “She was always weak and a little too feminine to be a real man. She’s been sucking my cock and taking it in her tight little pussy for weeks now. Well, not just my cock either”.Beth gasped and subconsciously reached down and began rubbing her pussy while Master talked and she stared at me.Master told her everything. By the time he. ?Because the grave had been placed in the middle of the slave’s daily path, they had to walk on it every time they went to the fields in the morning and came back at night. The overseers watched to make sure that no slave ever stepped around it.?Because the grave was so shallow, the stench of Mary’s rotting body escaped to permeate the air for weeks, a nauseating reminder of the fate that would be visited upon any slave who dared interfere with the masters’ carnal pleasures.?Something else. The seller had the solution for me – his brother had a larger boat with a bow that could be dropped down to allow the tractor to be driven on and off. Better yet the brother would do it for nothing as a favour to him.I headed back to the store to pick up Jennifer and found a surprise – Jennifer had acquired a kitten. Seems that Elizabeth and Helen’s female cat managed to get out on them and found a tom cat. The result was a litter of three kittens who were now weaned and looking for a home. How. ”“I am, and he’s taking his brother to Memphis, straight from the bank. I may need to drive back over there and check the place out. He told me he was leaving his and Mr. Bilroy’s gun collection for me. That would be a good time for my insurance agents to look the place over, too.”“Don’t you think you need to drive that ‘57 Chevy Convertible tomorrow?” Sandra asked and Tammy laughed aloud when I did.“Have either of you ever ridden down a dusty, dirt road, standing naked in the front seat of a.