Did I feel dirty? You bet. But in a good, sexy way. Quickly, I moved up to her face and kissed her deeply, lining my cock up to her quivering pussy as... she came, holding onto me for dear life it seemed. Her scream was covered by my mouth, and finally, when the time was right, I slid my cock inside her snug little pussy, taking her cherry.The pain changed the tone of her scream to a sound of anguish, and I held her through it. When I felt her body relax, I began to move.Slow thrusts at first,. I didn't have long to think about it as therewas a knocking at the door. I ran back into the bedroom. I pulled asheet off the bed and wrapped it around me from my armpits down.Composing myself, I opened the door."Hey you? Why aren't you ready?" Siggy said brightly. She lookedrefreshed and ready to go."Urgh," I groaned, "I'm feeling a little worse for wear." Or worse fornothing to wear, as the case may be."You do look a little green," she said brushing my forehead with herhand, "And you feel hot. At this moment, there were other free Blacks celebrating the nuptials on his property. Roughly half of them owned slaves too. The rest did not. There were also many enslaved Blacks joining in the festivities. Interestingly enough, there were two white men and three white women in attendance. Master Duckworth was a smart man that enjoyed smoking cigars, reading classical Greek literature, counting his money, and playing chess. He was careful not to display too much of his wealth for fear that. I no sooner opened the door than Leo took me in his arms, and as he said, "hi beautiful," gave me a big kiss.Letting me go briefly, he looked over at my daughter and said, "and, this must be sweet Sue."Then he kissed her hand saying, "I'm Leo. Very pleased to make your acquaintance."In spite of his formal pleasantries, I could see the primal, savage lust for a young white girl in the black man's eyes as he looked her over from head to toe.It was apparent that he was pleased with what he saw.We.