"Hey guys, you the ones from the ad?"The two older guys looked me over and smiled. "Yep. Nice to meet you," the balding one said.We exchanged introduc...ions and ordered some drinks. We talked about our preferences, and they warned me that they got pretty wild, to which the bottom guy was blushing hard and giggling. I was undaunted. "Bring it," I grinned.Before long the four of us piled into a taxi and were on our way back to their place. I sat between bottom guy and the bearded one, who couldn't. Her address was a small unit, set among a number of trees, the garden was not great and evidence of lack of interest was very evident. ‘I’m not here to admire the garden’, he muttered as he knocked. ‘I’m here to fuck’. The door opened, she was wearing a rather shabby gown. Her hair was a mess, definitely hadn’t been combed but her smile was very genuine. “Sam!” she excitedly cried. “I’m ... I’m so glad you came. I ... I was ... Oh! It doesn’t matter, you are here” and with that gave a lingering. When the time finally came for the trip to the slave auction, every man of the bodyguard was ready an hour sooner than necessary, and ever bit of metal on his uniform was polished to a mirror finish. These guys were really serious about the impression they made on people as servants of Atrina. Well, I knew that all of the spit and polish was good at intimidating any potential trouble makers, so I was very happy to see it.We didn't walk to the auction, we marched on parade! I had finally gotten. Melanie sighed in contentment, oscillating her hips lewdly,and Randy shuddered as he felt the maw to her tunnel of love graspat and hotly spasm around the glans of his sensitized pecker. He groaned in pleasure, and gripped her tightly about thewaist. Slowly, he began to hump his hips to and fro, driving hisdick against her pouting twat. A shudder of delight wracked hisbrawny young body as he felt his pulpy tool begin to slide intothe sweet, tight slickness of her pussy. Melanie gave a.