“You are much prettier than them.” I smiled and thanked him with a quiet purr. He always knew exactly what I needed.We stopped when we got to a da...rker part of the library. I looked around confused because these were not books I would ever read. I turned to look at my Master but before I could say anything he pushed me into a bookshelf. He grabbed my arm to steady me and told me not to make any noise. Then he reached up my skirt and ran his fingers along my already wet pussy. “Good slut, always. "The more Hetty protested her innocence and denied that anything had happened the more I smiled and shrugged my shoulders, "If the lady says it isn't true then it must not be true. Hetty wouldn't lie, now would she?"The incident did spark some interest in me by the other girls at school and until I graduated I never lacked for a date on the weekends and I had a pretty impressive list of conquests to my credit before I went off to college. Hetty and I both went off to college - different ones -. ” William patted me on the back, “well, it doesn’t matter anyway, she is my white slut now and there is not much you can say about it”. I looked back at the screen, deep down I knew he was right. He hadn’t even fucked her yet and I could see that she was going to be in for the fuck of her life and she was going to want more and more of that black cock. After what seemed like forever William pulled my wife up. He leaned over and kissed her deeply and fondled her breasts. He guided her. My excitement was more or less a bit of nervousness on two counts. First, Srila was always difficult to have sex with and I wasn’t kidding myself that I might fail. Secondly, it has been a good eleven years since we met and god knows what she would look like. The former was a real concern as she always needed a reason to be intimate in her own words and the latter I brushed aside given the way she looked in her thirties. In her own words again she always looked much younger than her age. While.