She must remember to ask her. Sarah leaned against the window and gazed aimlessly into the depths of the dark garden below as Vivienne came to her. �...�Where do you suppose they are,’ Vi muttered. ‘Cliff and Zack? Down there fucking their heads off like we were this afternoon,’ Sarah answered. A gentle tap on the door interrupted them. The supper cart had arrived. But this time it was accompanied by a pair of young women every bit as seductive as the young hunks who had brought them their lunch.. Of course, Mr. Reiser had me now and I wouldn't mind taking care of him at all, at least as much as Mercy would allow. That turned out to be not much at all.Thin and kind of old, she was nearing sixty anyway, and a very old school black, as they say. Mercy had been born into slavery shortly after the war and would most likely die a slave. She'd had a child at fifteen, a half-breed with Mr. Reiser's father, and that was how she'd come to be so close with our Master. Mercy had been his wet nurse. They were going at it with a sense of lust and hunger, as if their lives depended upon it. This alone was enough to rekindle our slowly softening cocks, bringing them slowly to attention. Once they had licked each other clean we manhandled them into the 69 position on the carpet, and let their imaginations guide them. It was all but an instant before they each made a beeline with their tongues towards each other’s sopping wet cunts; the girls were so wet their juices were running down their. She kept teasing Mike as she slowly took off her already short top. When she did so, her boobs were just like Christy's only bigger!!!!! "Now, it's MY TURN" Monica said happily after Sarah finished.She didn't bother to teas her victim and quickly undressed. Now there were 3 beautiful naked girls standing in front of mike."Now Mike, it's your turn. But don't you dare move a finger; we'll handle this part for ourselves. Girls, you know what to do, get the rope I brought with me and tie little.