" The third voice was deeper but not so gruff."Go ahead, you can if you want to." This was her guardian, offering her body to the speaker as if it was...his to offer. Her head shot around in surprise, intent on objecting. But even as she started to open her mouth, she knew that she didn't mind. In fact oral sex would be nice right then, something to get her even more in the mood for a fuck. "Yes, do it." She consented. "Lick my cunt." That word again.A figure detached itself from the little group. “All in good time maybe, but wouldn't it be fun to find out your true worth if you were put on the block.” Emily giggled.Although Tracey could see the attraction she also knew the idea could be fraught with danger.“What if the man recognises me at some future party etc.” she asked with a hint of desperation.“Oh there's no danger of that.” Emily smiled before continuing, “ he's not from around here, after tomorrow you will probably never see him again.”Tracey had to admit that despite her. His monster 4×4 truck sits in the parking lot next to my little bitty car, making it look like a ‘Hot Wheels’ toy. It’s a thought that crosses my mind every time I see the two vehicles together. One of my favorite times of the day is coming up. And it’s such a sad statement on my life but I can’t help it. When Mike loads me into his truck, he lifts me in his arms and sets me in the seat. And I revel in those few minutes of contact. I take my time to buckle up while he puts my chair in the back. I was curious to see what made her such glorious mood. When I reached the kitchen I could see her applying mustard oil all over her body standing in the bathroom and singing loudly. She was completely naked and she was jet black all over. Her body was glistening with oil and sweat. She was standing against me and I could see her hands busy applying oil on her back and buttocks. Obviously she was using the chance given to her to the maximum and about quarter of the oil bottle was empty. Her hair.