‘Let’s start this biddin’ at $500. Can I get $500?’ he started. ‘$500,’ a man’s voice to her right called out. ‘$550,’ another call...ed. The crowd murmured with the sounds of light talk of the ‘injin beauty’ before them and the fluttering of southern ladies fans to ward off the heat. ‘$575,’ one competed. ‘$600,’ another man wagered. The bidding had a pregnant pause and the seller stepped up closer to her right and gestured down at her body. ‘Come on folks,’ he tried to persuade, while. Lisa, released from the weight of his body, relaxed against her bonds. I could see her beautiful inner pinkness open before me, sopping wet, labia swollen and full, vagina like a tight muscled throat pouting from the width of his shaft, dribbling gobs of his white spunk. My cock twitched and spasmed at the view, turned on by the beauty, frustrated by the complete lack of physical participation. After a few minutes rest Dom our master rose to his feet and went over to Jaz. I'd almost forgotten. She said no and moved a sideAfter sometime she kissed my cheek and said sorry and immediately I hugged her very tightly and I kissed her neck very vigorously and she was moaning silently and I kept my hand inside the navel and pinched very tightly and she moaned little bit loud.And I kept my hand on her shoulder and I kissed her cheek and I hugged again and we were kissing as no other day and she was repeatedly kissing my lips and we moved for french kiss for 5 to 7 mins and she slept on my. . beard? But I don't have a beard. At least, Idon't think I do, since I can't actually see my face. Butthe skin feels smooth. Where am I anyways? It's not my place, is it? No, Ican tell it's not my room. For some reason I just know. Butwhose then? Maybe he can tell me I think to myself as Iwalk to the sleeping figure on the bed. "Um, hello?" I say to him, slightly surprised at myvoice. Is that my voice? It sounds so... wrong. I don'treally sound like that do I? That's a woman's voice, andI'm.