She took my dick and gave a blowjob. My friend then rubbed his penis head against her vaginal entrance and inserted it. As she was wet already it went...in without difficulty. He rammed her for more than 15 minutes and when he was about to come he withdrew and asked me to continue. We changed our places. Now, I started to fuck her pussy and he was sucking her boobs. When I was about to come, I pulled out. My wife said she cant hold anymore and asked us to finish. My friend started hitting again. I don’t know what I’m doing, and the unknown becomes exciting and fearful.“Good girl,” you tell me. Suddenly, I feel my hair pulled back, and I gasp with surprise, at the same time a hard spank meets my ass, once on each cheek. I accept each burn as it rushes in my body. By this time I’m wet. Your hand lingers once again on my pussy, brushing back and forth.“Do you deserve it?” you ask me once again.“Yes. Please.” I tell you.“Please, what?”I feel humiliated and turned on at the same time to ask. Dad and me took our seats. The slaves were paraded in. All were naked and had their hands tied behind their backs. The women circled the stage a few times and then ordered to kneel in a line with their legs opened. About a dozen women were auctioned off their beauty varied from average to stunning. The last two were exceptional. One was a petite brunette who sang a song. Another was a blond who did cartwheels. The bids were high, and I wondered if anyone had money to purchase my mother. It was. She was spiritual but had a mean temper. She was tall with long hair and nice rack. She also good with a rope that she uses to tie up her enemies…and friends.Betsy- She is a red head and she carries a huge shot gun. She has even bigger breasts, and they are HUGE. She runs a brothel and is kind of like a den mother to a woman. She teaches them her skills of pleasing men. She has great fighting skills from her time as a dancer. She very agile and can move fast. She curvy and voluptuous. Her fists.