Skilled slaves of quality were some of the most expensive and sought after.“My Lady! You grace our market with your presence! May I interest you in ... fine exotic addition to your house?”Carelia started. The merchant accosting her was from the next stall. He was a thin and ill kempt individual, bowing obsequiously and waving a hand towards a group of chained slaves huddled in collective misery at his stand. Carelia regarded him contemptuously and looked at the collection of slaves in undisguised. I was so naive and eager to want to know what goes on in his bedroom. She had spent most weekends at his place when his parents were spending their time at some posh club where they are members. Anyway, she told me his parents are very open-minded people. I had imagined and counted how many weekends Sue had spent with him. They had gone steady for two months so they could be having sex for at least 6 weekends and she probably would not do it when having her period. I wanted to know how she felt. Since she was on her back, and I was hard as a rock it was easy for me to mount her. She was so wet it was easy to enter her. She tried to turn over, but I held firm. I wanted her missionary tonight. She had never done it this way before but soon got into it. My size is slightly larger than normal, at least in my time period. I don't know what she was used to, but she was tight. Every time I stroked she came closer and closer. Her orgasm was building like the perfect storm. Higher and higher. He sucked with such passion on my clit.He loved it.This heat swelled through me. This wondrous delight that had me groaning. My head tossed back and forth. I whimpered as he loved my little bud in his mouth. His thumbs pumped in and out of my holes, jamming into me at nearly the same rhythm. Two different frictions teased me.“Sean, Sean, yes!” I gasped. “You're such an amazing brother! I'm going to have your babies! I'm going to be bred by you! Ooh, yes, yes, that's wonderful. Just love me..