She had to eat breakfast downstairs and although she wore a slightly more conservative dress she was still aware that several of the male guests and even some of the hotel employees were eyeing her suspiciously and also lustfully and she was glad to be able to retire back to her room once she had eaten. Emily was not due till noon and so she had several boring hours before there was a knock on the door and Emily entered, as well as a large black man which took Tracey by surprise. The two girls hugged and kissed and Emily chided Tracey on how low cut her dress was and Tracey wondered what she would of said if she had seen yesterdays attire! The black man was obviously a slave and he stood immobile as the two girls chattered excitedly catching up until it was time for him to take Tracey's luggage down to the buggy. “My goodness girl how long are you staying for.” Emily laughed on seeing the amount of luggage Tracey had and Big Tits Tracey noticed that her cousins English accent had been replaced by a distinct southern drawl. The two girls talked incessantly during the long drive to the plantation, about their respective lives, husbands, wealth and anything else that took their fancy. As per usual the heat was overpowering although Emily seemed to cope better with it than Tracey, she was used to it she guessed. When the plantation house finally came into view Tracey's breath was almost taken away, the place was huge, huge and gleaming white with long verandahs running the length of each floor and there was three floors. Inside was as massive and luxurious as the outside with big cool rooms, billowing lace curtains and cool wooden floors. Tracey was sure she would never find her way around the house, however long she stayed. Emily showed her to her room which was light and airy and to her surprise, seemingly waiting for them, a pretty black girl stood to attention. “This is Tilly, she is your maid and will look after you during your stay.” said Emily placing no importance to it. Tracey was used to servants back home but she had never had her own personal maid. “Now I think a bath is in order, I bet you never had one at the dreadful hotel and after that long train journey yesterday I bet one is overdue.” Tracey did not argue with her, one was overdue! “Tilly fetch some hot water for a bath for Miss Tracey.” Emily snapped and Tilly scuttled off. Tracey hadn't even noticed the large bath standing in the corner of the room and she did admit the indian though was appealing. “Now let's get these clothes off you shall we.” Emily said and approached Tracey hands raised and Tracey instinctively stepped backwards. “What's the matter girl, you can#t have a bath fully clothed, and besides it's only us ladies here, now don't be a silly girl.”she said rather sternly. This time as Emily started undoing the outdoors back of her dress Tracey stood still letting her without interference and soon she was down to just her slip. “License and registration, please.”, he asked politely. We have our sources, too. Sandy’s tongue was going to town on the hard little nub of Bekah’s clit, and she squeezed and pinched Bekah’s hot little buttocks! Her pussy was right before my eyes and I couldn't believe what I was feeling. Riley had no choice but to swallow the warm seed in his mouth. I indian felt bad for her, but I smiled inwardly. I'm really loving this, I haven't had fun like this in a long time." Yes. But her yelp turned to a long, drawn out scream when he placed a weight on the outdoors chain that connected the two clamps. Ron and Earnie were enjoying something they hadn’t been able to for several months now. “Your autonomy is not recognized by this consulate, Ranger Straltaira. I picked my mug of coffee and took a sip of the delicious, sweet drink and watched as Aunt Sheen flipped out a J from my cigarette packet. He pounded my asshole with even more vigor. I shuddered as I stroked myself through my skirt and panties. But the incredible tightness of Big Tits Stacy’s anal fuck tunnel restricted him to a slow, steady insertion that took several moments to complete. Jack sat there for 30 seconds, then turning off the TV, made his way upstairs and to the bathroom. She jumps and shudders from the pain. Her name is Lynne I said. Tera couldn’t resist sharing a kiss with her attendants as they disrobed her, but that wasn’t my style. Their Dad’s military pay will not be enough to cover household expenses and the small pay supplement from the national pharmacy chain will still leave them in the red each month. If you stay… you’d better fucking mean it.”