You quickly pull your dress over your head, but don’t move from your sitting position on the floor. You cover your breasts with your hands, thankful...you wore a bra.You watch your father as he kneels down on the floor in front of you. It is painfully difficult not to look at the thing between his legs. He reaches out one hand. You can’t help but slap it away as he is clearly aiming for your breasts. A sharp powerful sting catches you unaware and your head snaps to one side. You slowly stare at. The comments are always the worst part, for some reason - they always know how to pick away at what makes you most self-conscious... and your body gives them a lot to choose from.When you were a teen, you never seemed to "man up" like the other boys did, and your face was more noticeable for your fuller lips, softly fluted nose, and thick eyelashes than a strong jaw. Your shoulders stayed narrow and your hips, well, they didn't. It seemed like everything you ate went straight to your ass, and. I started licking her pussy with madness.Seeing this, Sarah herself spread her legs by herself and started turning my hand. I was licking her pussy loudly. I did not stop at that time until her pussy oozed her cum juices . I was surprised to see that her honey (Kamaras) was also very thick like my sperms.Then when I removed my face she got up like a hungry lioness, she knocked me down and climbed on top of me. My cock, which was absolutely dreadful at this time… was touched by her wet. There were loud cheers from time to time andafter an hour or so, the door opened again and the captain'sslaves were taken to the area behind the auction block. Oneby one, they mounted the steps and stood in the center,beneath the spotlights. The auctioneer appraised each bitch,removing whatever covering the slave wore, lifting her tits,spreading her legs with his knee, feeling her pussy, holdingup fingers that were usually glistening with proof ofarousal. Gina was kept back until only the.