The ones at the rear held shackles meant for humans. Clearly, Zavala was no stranger to slavery.The contents of the warehouse were a cause of great c...ncern. First and foremost, there was no gold! I needed gold to fulfill my ambition of creating a base of operations here. Second, the warehouses meant that Zavala traded actively with its neighbors—the town did not have the fields or the forges to fill these warehouses, at least that I’d seen. Lots of trade meant there were rich communities. It ended just below her ass. When she walked her skirt used to bounce giving a glimpse of her naked thighs. saali chalti bhi matak matak ke thi.She was Dhruv’s bitch and she could handle being naked in a small skirt. She had done that before. The panty was gone from the washroom but till recess no one caught her. But, after recess, it was time for dance rehearsals and that’s what I was waiting for. There were 4 girls performing from our house and Anamika was one of them.There was only a little. Monica got this crazed look in her eyes. She walked backwards to the walk-in shower turned it on and proceeded to strip. She kicked off her heels and it really showed how small she was. She unbuttoned her shirt and left her tiny bra on. Monica peeled her stretch pants off. She was wearing a white thong. She turned around showing off her perfectly curved cheeks. The white thong was dwarfed running down her crevasse. She put fingers from each hand on the sides of her thong straps. Pulling them. My hands massaged her flesh as my tongue danced around her puckered hole, feeling every wrinkle. Feeling a little adventurous, I planted a deep kiss on her butthole trying to slide my tongue right up her ass. It was to no avail, however, as she was just too tight. I went back to licking her rim, as I slid two fingers into her pussy. I couldn’t believe that a few minutes ago Kari and I were nothing more than friends, and now here I was in a bathroom sticking my tongue up her ass! ‘Oh, that.