He was a businessman that expected to be paid—and repaid—all that he was owed. No excuses! Sambo was the Beauragards’ new landlord.“Leasa, my ...name is now Samuel Beaux. And you will address me as “Master Beaux” whenever you are in my presence. Is that understood?”Leasa stepped back in shock at her one-time slave’s affront.Her husband, witnessing all this in shock, leapt to his feet furiously:“Why you damned nigger! I’ll teach you manners if I have to beat them into you!!!”But the large black man. The shorter was more well built, and sported classically handsome good looks. "Mmm my little sister has good taste," I whispered back. She began grinding herself against my leg as the music thumped, filling the room with sound. "And she's horny," I said, as she ran her hands up my back. "We should go talk to those guys," she said. "My little sister wants to get fucked, doesn't she?" I said, as I looked into her eyes. "We need to make them come to us. Follow my lead," I told her. I turned her. I hadn't noticed any door before that, but nevertheless, light and warmth poured through the new pathway. Slowly, I got to my feet and stepped through it. I wonder now if I was really in control of myself at the time. I slowly paced down a narrow, brightly lit metallic hallway, making note of the sharp contrast between the immaculate architectural perfection of my current surroundings and the dingy cell I had been in moments before. The hallway led to a door. It looked to me like something from. Push it in and go to town." Uh, isn't that a little like ... uh... ," stammered Jeremy."Look," said Tim, pointing.They all looked and saw one of Sarah's hands limply waving in a come-on gesture. Jeremy walked over and ran a hand down Sarah's back to her ass. Sarah moaned and her hand gestured more quickly. Jeremy moved behind her and gripped her hips. Lining up is hard prick, he thrust it all the way in with one shove.Sarah moaned in pleasure. Even though her vagina was full of sperm, and had.