Darla interrupted their thought with the crack of her cane on the frame of the door if the room the slaves were in. "Right, all of you, listen," she s...apped. "We have invited a group of our friends that have expressed an interesting looking after one or more of you. Some of you are more attractive propositions than others because of your natural abilities or training so the only fair way is for each of you to be auctioned. Rebecca will make sure you are marked up with your lot number. Mistress. Anyway I went upto the room and soon enough I was fast asleep , something in the corridor must of woke me up I looked at my clock and it was 3 o'clock and kyle wasn't in the room .I thought where could he be ? I got out of bed and went onto the balcony and noticed my mums room light seeping through the shut curtians .I climbed over and looked through the gap in the corner to see if she was in there And to my total amazement shw was on the bed with kyle totally naked fucking him .I couldn't. Daddy, I want you to lick me without my panties on! I cry, desperate, squirming against his light flicks. He chuckles, and pulls back. Daddy obligingly peels my panties off my sopping cunt, and stares for a minute. I know what hes seeing: no hair & dripping wet. He leans back in and licks up the current juices, making me shiver. My hands automatically crawl to my tits, and pinch my nipples as his tongue circles my clit, slowly at first, then faster, until Im pushing up towards his face, almost. With Amanda she never had to explain where she was tense or be the weird girl who asked for a butt massage.Raul just nodded. He looked her body up and down, like a mechanic inspecting an automobile. “When’s the last time you had your breasts worked?” “Uhhhh,” Michelle managed. “Never? Amanda didn’t do that.” Raul frowned. “We should do that. Your chest is too tight, and it’s making your shoulders slump. Plus, breast massage really gets the lymph moving.” He straightened. “I’ll leave you to.