Rana took me in his arms and I shivered. His iron hard chest crushed my huge boobs and his hands squeezed my ass cheeks. I slipped my hand inside his ...hort and took his throbbing dick in my hands. My he was big. His pole now stood nearly 8” and it was as thick as a carrot. Now it was leaking with precum.“Ranaji please do me hard tonight I am hungry and ready,” I said. Rana smiled and pulled the cord of my petticoat and allowed it to fall down. Then he hooked his thumbs in my sating panties and. Watching her through my sunglasses, when she ran up the sand towards me with her now nearly transparent bikini, I wondered if she knew I could see the shadows of her pink nipples and her blonde patch of pubic hair. When she turned her back to me to face the ocean to enjoy the view or the horizon, she gave me my perfect vertical view or her ass to enjoy. Watching her bend while drying her hair with her towel, she showed me the outline of her ass crack through her bikini bottom."That's my. He walked back in with his laptop and hooked it to the tv and looked back at me while I downed another drink and I was feeling a buzz. “Do you want me to play all of them?”, he asked calmly.I nodded “start with the one you like most”, I let the words slip out before I could comprehend them. He looked shocked and I wasn't surprised. He played one of the videos and as I could see, he had quite a collection. He came back and sat next to me, and we watched. The camera angle was perfect as it. Then she had been a Free Woman, her hair dressed inan elaborate manner, probably by a personal body-slave. Thecomplex arrangement of plaits, coils and ribbons had not survivedthe rigours of the trip. Vella's hard work had not restored theoriginal pattern but that was to be expected. A Free Woman'shairstyle was not appropriate to a kajira, especially that of agirl preparing to work in a paga tavern. A Master wanted to see agirl's hair move as she moved. Vella was First Girl at a pagatavern after.