” She moaned softly in my ear as I started to move my hand again. I was getting so fucking aroused as my gorgeous mother was encouraging me to m...sturbate right in front of her. Within seconds my cock was harder than it had ever been in my life, my heart was pounding in my throat as I watched the bikini clad girls with my mother’s soft breasts pressed into my back. She moved her hands to my shoulders and gently caressed me. “That’s it baby, imagine Jennifer stroking your hard cock, ummm. .. So I took the music with me, and danced a little bit alone with other pretty girls, not necessarily with her, because she was doing her own thing... At some point, standing at the bar, I saw that my suspicions were confirmed. She was hunting. She danced to the first guy, but he didn't seem to be interested at all. The next one danced with her for a short time, but here too, it ended relatively quickly... She targeted a third one, but he was accompanied...She hadn't had three such. Balachandra and Jayant, whose cocks were hard enough, tried to pull Asha towards them. They said, “You do this later. We can’t wait.” Tareek angrily, “She is mine. Nobody can touch her now.”Seeing the situation tense, Hari looked toward Farooq and said, “Tonight, she is equally for us.” Farooq looked towards both Tareek and Aarif, “I think we should agree on this.” Aarif, “Ok, Tareek, leave her.” Tareek, “No, I won’t. She is mine.”Aarif tried to pull her and said, “She is a bitch, so treat her. Absently Ilona noted there were only two slaves on display today: a dark-haired woman about her own age and a younger woman ― girl really ― in about her mid-teens. Both were chained to the same block and naked except for their chains as all slaves were while on display. She turned to reenter the market when she heard her name being called."Ilona!" Ilona stopped and turned back. The call had come from the woman on the block."Barbala?" Ilona was shocked; it was Barbala! Barbala's husband, Ferenc,.