The men in the audience showed their true admiration and approval by adjusting their swelling crotches. Leila was brunette, the tresses covered by a r...hinestone headdress. Her lavish chest teased with generous fluid cleavage. The globes sloshed upon her chest, struggling to throw off the shackles of the constraining jeweled bodice. Her hips were suitably rounded, toned by the extensive exercise they endured. They sashayed beneath the swaying coin-fringed belt scarf. Her limbs were firm with fine. On the wall was a not especially life-like portrait of her master as a younger man in the military uniform he'd worn so proudly in the fight against the British yoke when he fought on the side of what had been formerly known as the Thirteen Colonies. He was proud of his valiant contribution to the liberation of the American people and for the values of the Declaration of Independence: the self-evident truths of which he would remind his slaves every day. This was when he would gather them. " Dawn panted. "I don't think I can wait."Laura knew she couldn't wait either. Her body was tense with desire for this lovely girl. She slid her hand around Dawn's waist to her back, then up under the sweatshirt."I can't wait either." I never get this feeling with him," Dawn said, lifting the lower edge of the sweatshirt to help Laura, whose hands on Dawn's back had risen to her bra clasp."Come over here to the sofa." We won't be able to see if they leave," Dawn panted, her eyes now murky and. I did not know when I had so much fun, and then I noticed that she wasnot sucking my friend anymore but had her eyes closed, there was this dangerthat we might wake him. I peeped to see if he was awake, there was no sign thathe was in this world, darn, still she was holding on to his erect penis, and asI had stopped my attention on her ass, she went back to sucking him. Now thedormant passions had got me mad, I took out my dick and rubbed it up and downher crack to see that she was spreading.