None of you will mind if I take him to a back room, will you?’ ‘You aren’t taking him anywhere, unless you take us too,’ one of the ladies la...ghed. ‘Well maybe I’ll just have to take him right here then,’ Ashley challenged, but I could hear the embarrassment creep into her voice despite the encouraging shouts she was getting from the other ladies. ‘When are you going to share him, Lori?’ Marcia tentatively asked. Marcia had lost her husband tragically a few years ago. She was still dealing. With his tongue he parted her lips wider, invading her warm mouth, feeling the tops of her teeth as he swept his tongue around her mouth.Rhia moaned and grabbed a handful of Dean’s hair, rubbing her crotch against his, feeling her panties getting wet, and his cock getting harder, through layers upon layers of fabric. They moved quickly and with urgency, lifting shirts up, freeing breasts, unbuckling well-worn jeans, finding, feeling, groping. A hand around Dean’s member, she started to slowly. The girl was sold to a fat ugly man, billed by the sellers as a well-known and excellent owner of the local brothel. The next being a young boy of eleven, who would have just approached puberty except for the way his scrotum had been removed, he was advertised as a trainee harem slave or 'just perfect for the Greek lovers' in the audience.Michael turned Wilma to face him, "That is what they are preserving as well. Slaves forced to do their master's bidding, to live or die at the whim of people. “Who are you?” she asked in a laboured voice but he didn’t listen, she repeated her question louder this time and by grabbing his hairs.“I am Richard,” he panted, “this is hardly the time for introductions.”“Where is my husband,” she felt she will start crying.He gripped her soft breasts in his palms and pulled them, “Forget him… I am here your love,” he grunted loudly and increased his pace.“Please… please… don’t cum in me,” suddenly she realized that he was about to cum in her pussy. She.