I’m going downstairs and get you something hot to drink. Will you be okay? Do you need something to eat?”He just looked at her, and nodded. She ga...e him a gentle shove toward the bathroom.Cindy looks worried. Will I be okay? Right now, to take a shower? Probably. Otherwise, I may never be okay again. It feels like my life stopped when Juliet’s did. She wouldn’t want that. No, she wouldn’t want that at all.Like an automaton, he stripped and got in the shower. He started replaying the last couple. She finished emptying the pot then covered the end of my cock with spray cream. 'Isn’t It a shame darling, his cherry for the top of my desert has already been taken', her hubby gave her a knowing wink & said he'd just have to check that out for himself.He moved to the end of the table, between my legs and dropped his clothes till he stood there naked. Suddenly he rammed his big hairy fat cock up my chocolate covered ass & proceeded to fuck my tight hole so hard, that the table was sliding. It turned out that Natalie had decided to get all of our groceries for the week while she was at the store; that’s why it had taken her so long. Melissa looked a little disheveled but, besides having no black leggings on anymore, she seemed perfectly normal. After all of the groceries were inside, she excused herself to the restroom.While Natalie began preparing the dinner, Melissa and I sat in the same spots we had before. Once, when she must have been sure that Natalie hadn’t been watching,. I never did this to my mother. However as a sex slave, she was available for my enjoyment. That is if her owner allows this or if I own her.It is time for the bidding to start. Dad and me took our seats. The slaves were paraded in. All were naked and had their hands tied behind their backs. The women circled the stage a few times and then ordered to kneel in a line with their legs opened. About a dozen women were auctioned off their beauty varied from average to stunning. The last two were.