It was a woman, in the full flush of her youth, dressed in a simple linen shirt and woolen skirts… a serving girl. Even in his soreness and thirst, ...’Audierne noticed the swell of a promising bosom under her shirt and the light step of youth as she came toward him. In her hands was a tray, holding the candle as well as a mug of water and a bowl of simple food. ‘If you please, sir,’ she said, trying not to stare at his nakedness, ‘I’ve been sent to bring you food.’ Her face blushed crimson as. Gimme another ten. I felt a rush in my cunt. He was selling me to three men for ten dollar each. Extra for her to take it up the ass? Sam shook his head. No, all included. In fact, she prefers it that way. I wanted to touch my cunt and cum right there in front of them but knew Sam would punish me for it. Stan kept me all night. He got his thirty dollars back from the two men and a friend they invited later that night. Stan left at sunrise but the other three fucked me well into the afternoon. I. At this stage, they could watch each other even though, on occasion, the inner sensations meant a closing of the eyes. Kisses were still exchanged but, all too soon, their desire, perhaps lust, was overwhelming and they simply thrust their bodies at each other.As their pace accelerated, Rebecca suddenly realized she wanted to be on top. Pausing in her movements, she managed to roll Nate to one side and be above. Somehow, something they'd never managed before, he was still inside her. She put. I could feel my cock stirring, the thought of all those jerk-off sessions involving Mrs. Bell coming to mind as she rounded the hall corner and walked into the room."Uhh, your Mom did tell you I was stopping in to change your dressing, didn't she?" Sara asked, noting the obvious alarm on my face, which was a burning beet-red."Yeah, yes she did", I choked out. Mrs. Bell was wearing an orange bikini top with denim shorts, the kind with the frayed bottoms, very popular back then. Her breasts, a.