Dave locked up, repeating his routine from the previous nights, calling out goodnight as he climbed into bed. Peter followed Dave in using the bathroo... and climbed into his bed, and then it was Jill's turn. By this stage Dave's light was off, as Jill came out of the ensuite – naked. She climbed into bed and cuddled up to Peter.It didn't take Peter long to get the message that Jill was ready and available and so he was soon making love to her. Dave noticed, as he had the previous night, that. ”“Every slave is for sale for the right price. Now name your price.”“What didn’t you understand when I said he wasn’t for sale?”“I insist you sell him to me. Now name your damn price.”“You won’t take no for an answer then?”“No I won’t.”“Will you pay any price I require?”Martha was crying in the background as this was going on. “Yes damn it! Now name your price so we can be done with this foul business.”“Then I will take your wife Martha as my slave for the return of him. That is my price which. She smiled as she crossed the room, just watching this one was almost good enough. He sure was handsome, and strong. She watched the hard muscle in his shoulders, arms and chest flex as he tried to ease the strain on them.He was also too cocky, she decided as she watched the smirk grow as his eyes roamed her body, the bulge in his jeans matching the size of the grin.Stopping inches from him, Amber reached out and grabbed the bulge with one hand. When he gasped, she used her other hand to stuff. Within 50 kms she insisted me to roll another one as it is early morning I to don’t mind it rolled one in road itself. She blasted it and inhaled the smoke and kissed me in lips and passed it to me on the open highway. It was such a shock to me. Then she said she is fond of weed and sex. Now one is missing and and she wants me to fulfil that. The bitch is indirectly asking me to fuck her. I understand that and kissed her lips and smooched her with passion. And pressed her ass as a confirmation.