"You--you're huh. Hard," he gasped. He fondled the nylon-covered bulges. "Howard, I *said* I liked you. --Oh, that feels good," she sighed. There di...n't seem to be enough oxygen for his lungs. His heart thumped. He thought his prick was going to tear through his pants. He grasped the elastic of her panties and pulled them down. The simmering prick was hot and hard, and skin slipped back and forth as he manipulated it. "You're making me crazy," Amy threw her arms around him and put her face. She was facing against the wall and then I moved my hand to navel to lose her short and then I put her on bed (only in panty). I removed my shirt and pant and we were on same bed as I dream and started kissing my bhabi’s lips and moving my hand near her navel. I started kissing her neck and pressing her boobs she was moaning ” ahh uhhh” very lightly and pinching her boobs.She had kept her lower lips under her teeth that makes her more beautiful. Then I moved my hand towards her panty and moving. Following that he brought the phone up to his mouth so I could hear him speak. “Oh sweet Kandy your sexy voice drives me crazy. Oh fuck I wish you lips were sucking my cock! Oh-my-god baby, I’m going to cum!” I envisioned my lips were wrapped around his cock, as my lips, tongue and teeth tantalized it. “Do you feel me sucking you hard, flicking my tongue up and down the shaft, then sliding across the tip, savoring the sweetness of your pre-cum? I won’t do that for long because I do not want. The picture dissolved again to Angie Dennison. "Abduction, kidnapping, white slavery. Whatever you call it, these girls will have a whole new life." The picture returned to the auction room.The girls were back on their stools, dressed quite differently, still wearing their collars and tags but now all gagged. The voice spoke again. "Girls, now you have the opportunity to demonstrate your skills for your potential new owners. Number 323, please."A woman wearing a smart business suit, hat and.