"Oh yeah, Stevie! Looks like this one's a party girl!" he agreed, his large, strong hands reaching around to squeeze the small round cheeks of Becky's...ass as Steve's slid back down her arms and slipped up, underneath her tanktop."You like that baby?" inquired Steve, his lips pressed against Becky's ear, the girl's body trembling, her eyes wide, unable to speak as the man's fingers flicked her hard little nipples teasingly fondled the firm flesh of her breasts."Fuck, if she doesn't, she ain't in. .. from what little I’ve spoken with him about it.”“Very well. I’m getting nowhere here anyway,” she muttered.“Dave, Kirim, could you come and see us?” Herrick requested in a message to us.“Sure, right now?” Kirim replied as I was just about to get undressed.“Please.”“OK, send a lift, we’ll be ready in ten,” she replied with a smile.“Dave, Kirim, it’s good of you to come,” a tired looking Herrick greeted us, whilst a glassy eyed Amantil was muttering in frustration at a tridee screen on a. “Is it because you’re wishing it was inside you, cunt? Because you need my cum?” “N—No!” My words lack conviction even in my own ears. Even in my own ears I sound like a needy whore.Two months ago, I wouldn’t have looked at this man. Now I’m on my knees, trembling at the thought of him pushing into my pussy. Moaning involuntarily at the thought of his cum. It doesn’t matter if I lie to him. I’m his. I crave his abuse. And he knows it.“Good cunts tell the truth!” he grunts, and then he groans,. He usually spent more time looking round, talking to the sellers, but this time he’d known immediately that this was the one, and he knew that by this afternoon she would be his. He was rich, money wouldn’t be a problem and he would bid as high as it took. She was young, maybe 17 or 18, perfectly in proportion and blonde. She had a cute face and held her shoulders back walking as elegantly as a catwalk model, dressed in a tight leather thong and bra she radiated beauty. He smiled to.