He worked out. He was a man.CRACK!His hand landed hard on her rump. I groaned, my pussy clenching beneath my skirt. Without any panties beneath my loo...se dress, my juices had no obstruction. They leaked out of my shaved twat and trickled down my thighs as I watched that bright, red handprint forming on her rippling butt-cheek while she cried out in pain.“What?” she gasped.CRACK!That sound made me shudder.“A wife doesn’t cheat on her husband,” growled Clint. “She respects him. Obeys him. Loves. I studied her some since we rarely saw white women being sold off. It was common down in Maryland, but not here in New York.“Five years,” the auctioneer cried, “shoot, she can make a hundred a year on her back. What’ll y’bid?”“A hundred Continental,” one man yelled. “Two hundred paper,” said another, and so it went in various currencies until I felt the slave I had bought pulling on my sleeve.“She’s a good girl, that ‘un,” the woman said. “I talked to her some las’ night.”The bid was at twelve. Her mouth was warm and she sucked him like a professional. She managed to take his entire length into her mouth but didn't allow him to touch the back of her throat. Zain was in complete ecstasy when he suddenly jerked hard and tried to move away from her mouth. "Fuck! Fatima, I'm cumming!" He shouted, but she continued to suck, and Zain erupted, filling her mouth with his hot, salty cum. Fatima swallowed all of it, making sure that not even a little escaped. She liked the taste of him, and his. So finally the plan was like I booked a five-star hotel in Ahmedabad we left early morning at 6 from our hometown. We both were controlling ourselves on the way and teasing each other by touching here and there. Finally, we reached at 1 pm. And we checked in.Coming to the main part. We entered the room and I had planned not to rush things up and take this slow and passionately. We both rested for an hour and a half due to this long journey. Reminding you of us. I’m 6 ft tall and have a lean.