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The letter went on to say that her husband had met snatch her while she was working as a whore in a saloon servicing men of all creeds and colours! Although this was true it certainly was not the kind of thing you mentioned in polite society. All creeds and colour was also true but up in the north where she lived it did not carry the stigma that it so readily did down south. The letter went on in even more damning terms and said Lesbian that should anything happen to her blonde husband she would no doubt revert to being a whore and selling herself to any man regardless of his colour providing he had a penny in his pocket because that was what she was, a natural slut. Tracey was shocked, this was not a letter of introduction this was a letter which destroyed her character, thank God she had read it before showing it to anyone! Placing it carefully back in her bag she vowed to destroy it at the first opportunity and in the meantime she was certainly not going to be showing it to anyone! She knew that the south was puritanical compared to the North and showing the letter around would cause her untold damage, and even worse was the statement that she had serviced coloured, probably a hanging offence in the south! No, even though people would expect her to have such a letter it was to stay hidden. Tracey soon found herself engaged in pleasant conversation with a young man, slightly younger than herself and it amused Tracey that he was having a hard time moving his eyes from her prominently displayed cleavage. It appeared that northern woman wore there neck lines a lot lower than their southern sisters. It was a pleasant enough conversation however and helped ease the boredom of the trip, he asked her where she was going etc. and when he heard and saw that she was alone he offered his advice, “Be careful down there Miss, from what I understand it is a dangerous place for a young woman such as yourself to be to be on her own, slave traders abound.” Instantly feel her curiosity roused she giggled slightly, “But Sir, I am a white woman, surely I would be safe?” “The demand for fancy girls is high and white women are sold into slavery every day ma'am.” “But I am a refined young lady.” she uttered sounding shocked. “Refined young ladies are highly sort after, believe me you will be highly prized, slavery for women such as yourself is common place and thought of as a trivial matter. You will attract a lot of attention from the traders as Solo soon as you step off the train.” Although she was sure he was telling the truth, the idea of being approached by a slave trader eager to procure her was maddeningly exciting and she blushed furiously. A fact that was noticed by the young man. “Of course I have heard that some white woman desire to be slaves, owned and treated as mere dildo property, if you like I could point the slave traders in your direction to make sure they do not miss the opportunity to acquire you?” he smiled knowingly. “No that will not be necessary,” she said quickly, “I am sure they keep a well practised eye open for single girls like myself alighting from trains.” “They certainly do Miss, girls like you are two a penny I am sure you will be sleeping in a slave pen tonight awaiting sale in the morning, in fact I guarantee it.” tits he chuckled. With a final long look at her now heaving bosom he left her carriage leaving her alone with her own excited thoughts. Why did the thought of slavery excite her so much? She came almost immediately. She laughed heartily, placing one well-manicured hand on my arm. I was still amazed at how willing she was to do this stuff, she had always been so prim and proper. The second time was again when I got up from my desk. “Bro you HAVE to fuck her.” She peeked around the wall that divided the showers from the toilets and watched Raven and tits Ellen trade places. “Genuinely. Don't stop." Charles smiled, his erection grew, with no warning he ripped open her work shirt, buttons flying everywhere, the dogs watching where the buttons landed then returning their gaze to the action at hand. Even though we jogged together, we never really talked. Oh good. Just looking at her for a few minutes. He came out with the other tie and showed Jack. I pulled my now soft cock out of her pussy and put three fingers in her. “I’ve never done either one. Humiliation twisted inside. And then my pussy was squeezing so tight, I couldn’t get my fingers in. Then I think I passed out. You couldn't even tell anything had gone on here tonight. I said so you want to watch me suck his dick? It takes very little encouragement before I am feeling his cock stabbing at me then blonde I’m feeling it slide all the up my ass making me moan the way snatch it feels so good. Her entire ass was red when he stopped. It was a brand new Model X Tesla (it’s the damn SUV, with the autopilot), all black exterior with the tan leather interior. “Oh baby, those are very sexy panties.” Frank commented. Maria eagerly copies her lover’s movements and can only nod in response. “Do it!” I groaned. “Ugh, gross, Mom,”Jasmine said, grabbing my hand. Girls .. Pussies are a joy to play with even if they don't come with a hard futa-cock. The entire introduction was too long to be accepted, so here it is in full: It was sore, but the itch between her legs was as sensitive as ever, and it yearned, craved for more. Her nipples became rock hard as I rolled them in between my fingers. “Thank you for your understanding on that. Yeah! “Oh, why don't you lie down on the floor. That would just take any fun out of the equation.” Where did they all go? “You take the one on the right,” I snapped. I can taste the salty, muskiness of her seed as I swallow it down, giving room for another Solo load to fill my mouth. dildo I moved my Lesbian hands to her thighs, feeling her toned flesh flexing as she worked her pussy.