"Show me your tits." She pulled down on the neckline of her blouse till her tits popped out. She held them up with her hands. They had to be 38 DD'... and they were the color of milk chocolate with big, almost black nipples. "You got a deal. My name is Tanyka." She stood up and walked over to me and pressed her jugs into my hands.I took her into my back office and sat her on the edge of the bed. I stood in front of her and dropped my pants. She leaned forward and put her black hand around. I’m kind of in shock and super embarrassed.”“Me too, on both counts. Birgit insisted that I ask you about what you two talked about after you picked her up.”Melanie sighed, “It’s really personal. I’m not sure I can.”My limited experience told me that the best thing to say at the moment was nothing. She had to work it out for herself. I wasn’t sure what I wanted, but I had what almost sounded like an order from Birgit. Sure, it was couched as ‘permission’ but even at fourteen I understood that. Please have your bathhouse made ready. You have two tubs, I remember correctly?”“Laundry, two tubs, five baths it is. Done and done,” answered Tudor and he called out to the kitchen for water to be heated.Freshly bathed and dressed in their last clean clothes, the five travelers seated themselves in the common room for their mid-day meal. Stew, bread, and cheese – in large portions – were placed before them, along with a pitcher of watered wine and mugs.They were well into their meal when two. Another guy grabbed her already open shorts and pulled them down her wiggling protesting legs. She squealed and begged like crazy. This made the men even harder and hornier. Her flailing kicks caught one of the males in the cock. He bent over in pain. He swore and was mad.She had her shirt ripped from her body revealing her firm little titties. They did not bounce in her fight. They were lean and tight. One man sucked on each one flicking and biting the ever hardening nipples.Her now.