You're ... you're very pretty." I watched her flush again as she said this, wondering if I'd be upset with her."Well, thank you. That's very kind of y...u to say that." I reached forward with my other hand and clasped hers in both of mine, as if I was comforting her as we spoke. What everyone couldn't see was the way I slid the fingertips of one hand along the inside of her palm and up over her smooth wrist. "You know where the babysitting area is right?" Yes?" she replied, a look of both. His strategy was to wait, let the other man bid and then enter the bidding only if things looked right. Pa always got his dollar's worth. He never let anybody bid something up on him. Sometimes the auctioneer would have a confederate in the crowd in order to try to run the price up by bidding when he had no intention of buying. It was the case on this particular evening.Finally, one man bid a hundred. Another person bid a hundred ten. And then nothing. Just before the gavel fell, Pa called out,. I need to strap you in.’ I got Cheyenne into a sitting position and buckled the seatbelt. I then sat down next to her and strapped myself in so I could support her. Cheyenne laid her head on my shoulder and promptly went back to sleep. When the plane touched down at our secret location, I unbuckled Cheyenne from her seat, lifted her up in my arms and carried her from the plane. I handed her over to the driver and said: ‘I’ll get in first and then pass her to me.’ The driver looked a bit. I also felt slightly afraid as he fucked me more roughly. Slamming against me so hard the I was being pushed to the other side of the couch. Despite my nervousness, I was very turned on. Chris was a gentle lover, and he never talked dirty... This was a whole new experience for me.“You like it don’t you, you dirty whore.” He said, as he grabbed my breasts hard and squeezed my nipples until it hurt. I cried out a bit, mostly with surprise. I was starting to feel a little uncomfortable but I was.