They would bring freshly butchered meat—both wild and domestic. They would bring fowl of every kind. The Rus treated these items of little importa...ce but in truth we needed the food. However, their strategy would often get them enough food to feed our entire community for many days for only one slave boy. Although the Bulgars asked for slave girls only slave boys were traded.The Rus asked for furs and the Bulgars would bring a few which the Rus would reject as not worthy for trade. The Rus. Its grooves were cut smooth and its wooden thickness about two inches around. Both turned to each other and smiled."Ohhh Sam this will be perfect. We can take turns fucking it." She knelt next to the bedpost gauging its width and length.Elle ran her fingers over the smooth surface. Samantha moved behind her reaching around to cup her breasts. Her nipples immediately hardened and she moaned."Hannah its so big. Do you think we can take all of it?" Samantha watched as Hannah ran her fingers up and. I stood there for a few minutes just admire Jan’s body. God she was hot!I ran my hand up her thigh, just enjoying the soft skin. My gaze ran up her body and I noticed her tank top standing tall. I had to see those perky, firm boobs.I slowly moved my hands up and gave them a soft squeeze through her shirt. They felt great!I then raised her shirt up so they were exposed. There they were, perfect little boobs standing nice and tall.I cupped them in my hands and gave them another squeeze. This felt. But I found the anticipation of Saturday was growing so pleasurably that giving up a Friday night with Angel seemed to fade into insignificance. When I arrived at Angel’s place Saturday morning there was a stretch limo outside her door! No backing out now! I parked and nervously headed for the door. As I reached for the bell the door opened and I found myself facing a large bronzed gent at least six inches taller than me, and God knows how many wider. Behind I could see Angel. “This the meat?”.