As far as they knew, he was about to kill them all or just take them all and sell them himself. Each of them was a variable, possibly benefiting or do...oming him. It would be best to just let them go, but he should at least get some use out them first.The slave traders had spoken with an accent that he had never heard before, but it was English, though they probably didn’t call it that. These slaves must also speak it.“All of you, I give you permission to speak. Do you all understand what I’m. She became happy and told me “why not?? You are still my little baby…ill breastfeed you tonight before you go to sleep. Now let’s finish my bath” And then i applied soap to her breasts …… wowwww what a feeling it was i caressed them for some time and mean while she caught hold of my erect dick and began to stroke it…I told her that it’s hurting meShe replied ” are betaa…. your dick is so small, haven’t you heard what Rekha said?? … But don’t worries… i all help you to make it big. These. ," she said, as she wiggled side-to-side, getting used to the feeling of being so stuffed. I on the other hand was looking at her magnificent chest, which until now I hadn't set eyes on. Her breasts were just as perfect as the rest of her. Full, firm and capped off by huge stiff nipples inside big red areolas that just begged to be toyed and teased for hours on end. She saw the look in my eyes and said, "You like?" "I love!" She smiled as she slowly pulled herself up from my stiff cock. When. Firstly I did just what she was not expecting. Instead of lowering her last covering I softly hiked her shorts higher. I gently turned her so that her back was to me. I put my left arm around her front and smoothed at her still warm and slick skin brushing up and down her belly to her minute breasts and back. With my other hand I massaged her arse cheeks, squeezing and petting them. Pulling her shorts higher still I could see the lower elastic of a pair of pale yellow knickers cutting slightly.