That's good, baby. That feels good."I sucked his cock and was proud to give him pleasure. Felt proud to draw his precum into my mouth. Marion was back... at my side and I drew her to me for a kiss. I shared the taste of Lamont's precum with Marion while I stroked his thick black cock.Lamont pulled me to my feet, away from Marion. Even standing in my five inch open-toed, strappy pumps, he towered over me. Seemed twice as wide. He wrapped his muscular arms around me and leaned down and kissed me. Maybe.” I said. “I guess I’m not sure what to do, is all.”“I understand, and it’s okay,” he gently said. “I want us to be alone for a little while. I want to be sure you’re comfortable with me. Marcy, I want to be sure you’re ok with this like I said before, you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.”“I think I want to do this,” I said.“If there is something you really don’t want to do just say the safe word, the safe word is pizza.”“So if I say, “pizza” you will stop?”“Yes Marcy, I. Not mine!" he shouted at me.Looking over these women carefully it came to me; they were the former slaves we saved and had left for their marsh families. I had enough sense to remain quiet while the older man wound down from his one-sided tirade. My eyes didn't grace the headman's face; rather I watched his son, who dropped his shoulders and looked completely embarrassed."Look at me, you mongrel," he shouted. Both Winter and Nami drew their swords feeling the threat in his tone. The mercenary. "Thank you so much, Elizabeth!" My pleasure, Amy. And thank you. That was nice." Elizabeth walked behind her desk, took something out of one of the drawers, and threw it at Amy. "Here, I brought you a change of clothes. Why don't you head down to the showers and get cleaned up." Okay, good, good," said Amy. She brushed as much of the milk and cum off her as she could and put on her old clothes. She still looked quite a mess."Don't worry," Elizabeth said, sensing Amy's concern. "Karen won't.