The constant stream of them had ruined her mascara causing the black ink to splotch her cheeks. Laura let out a sharp gasp as Derek pulled the sobbing...girl up by the hair. Her attempt to fill her lungs with precious air was interrupted by the firm slap he gave her across the face. ?You fucking like that you little slut?? He asked as he back handed the other cheek to even it out. She could only sob in reply. ?I SAID, DO YOU FUCKING LIKE SUCKING ON MY COCK, YOU FUCKING SLUT?? He. Mrs. Albertson broke the kiss and I whimpered, “It's you, isn't it! Please, please, tell me it's you.”“Figured it out, have we?” came the rich, purring voice of the beautiful, older woman. She was elegant. Gorgeous. My heart screamed in my chest.“Yes, yes, yes!” I moaned. “It is you! Oh, Mrs. Albertson! I want you to take my cherry!”“Mmm, call me mommy,” she purred, her nose brushing mine. “You're my daughter's half-sister, after all.”“Yes!” I gasped, loving this. I felt her fiery curls. She always had love foreplay in the shower…Suddenly Ana moved from the shower and looked at me in my eyes, telling me to go to our bedroom and wait there. From the alleyway I could hear their moans of wanting each other again.Once in the bedroom I sat down on a chair at a dark corner. Ten minutes later I could hear the water stop running and Ana entered the room followed by Jeremy. She did not even look at me, her eyes were fixed on the huge black cock that she was about to receive. My wife sat. That was why the auctioneer also had a disciplinary crop and hanging breasts and matching nipples. The slightest lack of concentration providing a decline in the 180 degree angle is met with a quick slap of the crop to straight up the offending penisIn addition you need to know that clothed women also came to the auctions for stroking cessation ( the female equivalent of wanking) The front row was reserved for these strokers as they could stroke themselves through the pockets.