Jean climbing back into bed. Mr. Rick’s amazing cock was hard again as Ms. Jean got onto her hands and knees on the edge of the bed. She told me sh...e had called my mother and told her I would be staying for dinner and that I would be home later. I sat up in shock that she had called my mom but I was pleasantly surprised as I watched Mr. Rick take his wife’s backside as he slid his cock along Ms. Jean’s asshole. I watched Mr. Rick rub his cock against his wife’s puckered smooth asshole. I. I honestly had no idea, I highly doubted someone came from an arcade or chuck e cheeses and left some tokens at a sex shop. But then again, in this day and age, it wouldnt have really surprised me if that was the case. The cashier must have heard us talking cause she whistled at us and pointed to the back corner of the store. I was curious now and Kara led the way, swaying her hips in front of me and smiling at me over her shoulder. In the corner was a doorway with a curtain hanging in front of. " I wear the toga." Anyone can WEAR an article of clothing." There are penalties." Anyway, I'm not interested in what's outside." She reached between the folds, finding his cock. "But what's hiding beneath." She let Mark through the doorway to a small room with a plain bed. Sabina expertly unfolded his toga and soon had Mark naked. Looking down she grinned at his hardening cock. With a shrug, "You'll do." She pushed him back on the bed. Letting her own shift fall he could see the strong legs,. This was to equal the amount of time they were gone. At night, they were bound face down on the sand, to increase the pain of the burn on their skin. Both had guards who tickled them when they fell asleep, so they would wiggle in their gritty beds. The evening of their third day the woman was forced on her back on a grillwork. Her legs were brought up and tied next to her head. Spread like a dockside whore, her lover was forced to watch as every slave on the plantation used her. Men used one.