’ ‘So you know who this other man is, Ma’am?’ ‘Yes, Clay Dodd. He used to be in my husband’s unit a few years ago.’ He nodded again. ‘...Yes, Ma’am. I know Mister Dodd too. Could you hear anything they were talking about?’ ‘No, not really. They both shut up when I came over. But Trisha told me later that Dodd was trying to get her to convince Trav to quit the Navy and come to work for his father at Night Walkers. She said he threatened to lie and tell Lieutenant Hall that their affair was still. The place is Colonial Virgina.I'm the owner of a large plantation and I have a fetish that I fulfill using my wife and my slaves.My wife watches all those big black slaves working in the field during the day. Big and strong, sweating in the sun.But at night I bring those horse hung Niggers into our bedroom....and they've got a different kind of work to do!"Get of your knees bitch and start sucking those Nigger Cocks!"Suck those Big Black Nigger Cocks!!!(my sweet white wife on her knees with. Jessie came up to the car, put her arms on the window opening, and poked her head inside. ‘I certainly didn’t expect to see you running around in a car like this,’ she marveled, ‘especially since you’ve basically disappeared for the last six months.’ It dawned on me that all of Jessie’s contact information for me would have been my official, Department of Defense email and phone, which would have been removed the day I turned in my resignation. That, and a cell phone number I had given up long. She was angry. Click... and getting wet...Still not the shot I wanted. I reluctantly removed my finger from inside her and in one deft pull, ripped off her panties. Now she looked surprised and shocked. Click...I undid my pants and pulled out my hard dick. There was the look I wanted! She was afraid I really would fuck her. Click... That was the shot I was waiting for.I put the camera down and untied her. She smacked my hand and said I was very naughty to have done that but she had to admit it.