Mahan Singh was about the same age as Kyler, looked in a great shape. He gave Robin a beautiful smile as Kyler introduced them to each other. “I can...see, I am very much overdressed”, MS said as he quickly ripped his clothes off to be naked. He had the most beautiful looking cock hanging between his legs almost the same size as Kyler but very thick and also uncut. Mahan sat on the sofa with Kyler on one side and Robin on the other side, fondling both erections. Kyler and Mahan Singh had the. I got me to thinking about the reaction from her when I told her I'd met with Janice. I was trying to find a way to identify what I saw but it just wasn't coming to me. Her reaction was out of proportion to the information she was given. All I had said was that I had met up with Janice LeDane and her expression changed immediately. What was that phrase that was so over-used? Deer in the headlights? Yeah, that was it. That was exactly it. Fear mixed with alarm.Why? Why would she react that way?. Yes, that is..." Fair?" Carl offered."No. Fair is not a word to use with a slave. Fair is never a consideration. To use words like that is confusing and more hurtful than a lash from a whip or a cane stroke. No, I was going to say it was good that we both be accountable for tonight." Ma'am, Master Carl, there is more to tell. I saw him twice more. He was watching when..." Willow's voice trailed off."When Master Carl fucked you?" Yes ma'am. He was looking right into my eyes, and I in his. I had. "These are a pair of sisters and I want to sell them as a pair, not separately," he informed Jalile."I don't care what you want. If I buy them I do as I please with them," replied the slave dealer, "Let's have a look at the first one."Fayruz's abaya was swiftly removed to reveal a dark haired olive skinned young woman in her late teens. The Western fashion industry would have thought her far too fat for the catwalk, but to Arab eyes she was positively emaciated. The pert little upturned breasts.