I can't... Rational thought fell apart under the sensual assault. The "cock" sank deep into her and remained, twisting and changing angle, teasing her...clit until she silently begged for more. It resumed its slow thrusts, and she sank to her knees in a low moan of delight.Memories flickered through her head, distracting her from the pleasure until she finally struggled against it, her hips quivering as she forced them to remain still. Her attempt to push back the false reality failed, and the. ”“Yeah, but then I didn’t think about the water temperature either, when I was washing my hands. Extreme temperatures don’t bother me, and I didn’t consider that it was hot enough to almost scald a person.” I sighed. “Just a lot of stupid mistakes.”She reached out like she was going to rest her hand on my arm, only to just pat me once instead. “Well, I think it’ll be alright. If he really just wanted to thank you, then we shouldn’t have to worry about it becoming a problem.”“Yeah,” I agreed. ?What’s my bid?... What’s my bid for this fuckmeat?? For the pleasure of her orifices? For the privilege of using any part of her for your deepest desires.? His voice rasps across the deck as the multiple bids ring out in Arabic, English, and a couple other languages as her forced alluring display continues to mount. ?What’s my bid for this American sex slave?... To have? Control? Use as you wish?? The bidding spreading, animated, it continues to heat up as the auctioneer probes her. Anne was treated to having the KY dispensed by her own hand, and Susan watched carefully to make sure that she knew how to do it the next time. Anne set herself in the DP position and called Jack to her.As Sue had hoped, Jack was now ready for another round of fucking, and he eagerly licked Anne's cunt lips after the customary sniff. This licking had the same kind of effect on Anne as it had on Susan, probably because she had not been fucked any more recently than her twin. Jack did slip once.