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Dreams of Home

Chapter 19 by Notyourbusisness

You dreamed of home, your dear sweet Victoria. you were not dressed in the garb of a farmers boy, but of the wealthy fine clothes available to the gentry of the southern aristocracy. She gazed at your large frame with an interest that you had not seen before. She beckoned you to the house, gliding like an ethereal angel. her clothes disappeared one by one like mist as she made her way into the bedroom. Your cock swelled with each step, growing harder till you was confident that it could be used to hammer nails. Victoria laid seductively on the bed, she spoke "come to me my love, enter me with your strong potent rod." Her voluptuous figure was all you had imagined it to be, an hour glass with sand enough for both ends. You entered her slowly, savoring her moans like a fine wine. her face contorts with pleasure as you fill her, going slowly faster and faster

the bed starts to softly creak, the headboard banging a steady beat with every trust. Victoria's moans became screams, "Oh god, OH GOD, FILL ME. BREED ME. SHOW ME THE SKILLS THAT EARNED YOU YOUR FORTUNE." you felt the tightness come and released your seed deep within her. you have certainly gave her a child, an heir to your lands. then you feel hands on your back and you look behind you, it was Krista. the woman responsible for your exile. her breasts were somehow even larger, and you knew why. she too was pregnant. Krista said "good, now our daughter will have a sister to play with." then you looked beside her, it was Buhci, and Daisy, and women you don't remember laying with, all carrying a child in their wombs. Victoria wrapped her arms around you, and one by one the others did the same. you doze off with the embrace of your women.

Your eyes snap awake. Your path is clear, you were going to make this plantation succeed. You wanted that dream to be real, to have Victoria, to have Buhci, even to have Krista who you once hated for making you leave England. For that you need to learn to be a proper gentlemen, and Mr.Robinson will help with that.

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