"I hope she didn't cause you any trouble, sir." On the contrary, I want her." Both she and her master were surprised. Maya couldn't believe her hearin.... He wanted to buy her! She was not going to die after all!"Very well, sir..." The brothel master's voice was still full with disbelief. "For how many nights do you wish to have her?" Permanently." Again, she was shocked. He wanted her to become his permanent slave! He wanted her to become his! And she was going to leave this dreaded place!"I'm. The slippery appendage delivered a familiar taste and her senses exploded. Athea clutched her tightly, desperately rubbing her crotch against a thigh and moaned as her own tongue wrestled Iane’s to feed her ignited arousal. A gentle pinch of one throbbing nipple was all it took to push her over the edge. Athea screamed into Iane’s mouth as she fell.“Do you remember now?” Iane asked, hugging Athea’s limp body to prevent her from falling.“Yes, thank you. I remember I hate that you don’t fight. She could do most of her job in her sleep without thinking. She didn’t socialize much with her fellow workers. They said “Good morning” or “Good evening” to her. She heard them talking among themselves about their lives but they never asked about hers. They would discuss where they would go to eat lunch but never invited her to join them. Her days were all the same and she walked home over the same streets across the same cracked and broken sidewalks. She passed the same rundown buildings to. Stella knew how to operate naked with a guy’s body and was fascinated by Virginia’s girly body and what it offered instantly to her eyes.Brunette Stella taking in brunette Virginia and vice versa. Both hourglass figure perfection. The femcurved aesthetics, the graceful, busty flawlessness; picture what you will; they both had it and it escalated into pure, immediate, frickin attraction and the need to feel. From there it was the requirement to touch bodies that dominated for both young women..