Her new owner obviously was in a hurry to get home. Poor Katya! She had really drawn the short straw. But the other three were brought back to the ten...t."They didn't reach the reserve price!" explained Frederica. "Times are hard at present. The economy is really on the skids these days. The Exchange is in freefall and people are getting worried." I see." Francine had never thought about anything as mundane as economics affecting life here. But this was obviously an advanced civilisation, or how. She knew I meant it, she said ok, Ill do it. I got the towels from the truck and we headed for the beach. I walked behind her and you could tell she was holding the sides of her shirt down. Her was my wife, with a shirt dress on so short she Could never wear it as a dress out anywhere, and I had her walking towards the public beach, with not a think on under it except her bikini top. From behind it looked just like it always did. Her ass cheeks would show some but with her string bikini. "Thank you, Mr. Finn." Call me, 'James.'" Shut the fuck up and ravage her pussy beyond demand. We won't sign you if you don't give 110%. So, do it, Mr. Finn!" Yes, alluring chick," he moaned before letting his cock out. "Kindra, you only have Summer here to blame for this," he stated before shoving it right back in there."Fuck you both!" she roared, bringing her head up off my slit and leaning up. "Your dick is very massive, you black bastard."She immediately began breathing heavily, and he. It was very nice and relaxing. ‘How does that feel’ she said. Great! I replied. She got quite high on my legs a few times and I felt her fingers subtly run across my balls which felt really nice! I was pretty confident an offer of a special massage would be coming soon. She then did my back, massaging my shoulders, arms, hands and neck and then asked me to roll over. I could hear noises coming from near by and I was sure I heard groans but was enjoying the massage too much to be sure or take.