I grabbed both tits and began kneading her nipples as I quickened my pace. My balls slapped against her with the sound of sex, slurping sounds emittin... from our coupling. Amy began ramming her backside against my groin, and it felt like I was in a tight bowl of warm honey as she continued oozing her musk. I felt my toes curling as the cum rose from my sack to my dick, and I could feel my erection swelling to fill her vagina. I thought I was hard before, but now I was like iron as the train. On the floor below there were even more people, though nearly all of them were more relaxed than the shoppers up above. There were more cushioned couches and chairs than could easily be counted, with many of them being filled by people that were taking a break from the cold and the snow.If the upper floor was like a mall, then the bottom floor was like it’s food court. All along the periphery were dozens of restaurants of various sizes. Some were actual restaurants that you could go into and be. John wanted to laugh as the offers came in and were accepted by the owner.John walked over and whispered to his father. "There was another one in the fields that looked good too. She may be a good for the house."John then heard his father mention to the owner about the slave he saw so depressed in the field. The owner surprised John refusing his father's offer. His father was a successful planter for a reason. He knew how to handle situations, and make the best deals possible. He was a shrew. It looked to be about seven inches long and of medium thickness. I was feeling uneasy when my cock stirred on that one.I noticed a little smile on Doc’s face when he wrote something down on number seven, and then he showed number eight. It was of a black cock that was uncircumcised and a little thicker than the previous one. I felt my cock tingle a little more. Number nine looked like it could have been an uncircumcised Latino cock about the same size as the black one and I felt my cock harden.