" I turned her around and said " look at that tight ass."Jolie looked down at my engorged rod. She looked terrified. She is trembling, she manages to... almost whisper. " Please no ...... What are you doing." " You and I are going to have some fun. I asked: What size are your breasts Jolie?” She was mortified as the sudden realisation gripped her! She closed her eyes and didn’t reply so I moved my hand back under her left breast and squeezed it VERY tightly and asked again: “WHAT FUCKING. I began to rub her right knee with both hands, trying hard not to look at her breasts. She instructed me to go higher just above her knees. I began to rub and squeeze from her mid thigh to the tops of her knees. I was amazed at how firm her legs were and how silky smooth her legs were.In a few minutes Gram told me this wasn't working. She said to let her lay down on the bed. She lay back on the bed and again very carefully put her gown between her legs. I tried kneeling down by the bed, but. JL backed the trailer under the shed, then said don’t you ever tell what we done today, might get JL killed us black men ain’t supposed to be fucking white women, but white women just love JL’s dick, then he laughed. I promised I wouldn’t tell anyone. When you learn to drive the tractor you will be taking hay and other things to Mrs. Grinsted and you can bet you are going to be one fucked little white boy. Now you better get in that house and get you some food cause you gona need your. “Eyes down.” “Yes, Sir,” she said again. She stared at the floor. Waiting. Not moving, except to breathe. I thought I still detected a hint of a smile. She timidly offered her arms and she trembled when I fastened black leather cuffs around her wrists. The posture collar I put on her was wide and rigid. She had to stretch her neck to accommodate its thickness. Her honey-colored hair cascaded around it, contrasting nicely with the black leather. Then I pulled her wrists behind her.