Wildly and with no concern about herself or her pussy, Priscillawhacked her cunt into the a****l's muzzle. Her clit pulsed. Hot cumflooded her empty p...ssy hole. Muscles, deprived of cockmeat, beatjealously against the tight narrow canal of her virgin cunt.The end was in sight. She hammered her body mercilessly at the b**st.The a****l accepted it. One climax after another bombarded her youngvirgin body. "Oh! Beauty! I can't ... stop!" Shrill gasps and lungingthrusts followed.She surrendered to. ? She smiled softly, but I could see she felt the same wayabout me. ?Turn your attention to the men here. Maybe one will buy youand you'll be free of Rashid. Seek a strong and fair Master. Serve himwell, and you will be happy.??Maybe a man will buy us both?? I hoped that was the case, but I knewthe odds were against it. Few men in the Tahari desert had the wealth toown more than one girl at a time. Aside from the cost of purchase, therewas the upkeep ? the cost of water and food, all of which. They grabbed handfuls of each others hair and began jerking each others head back and forth so hard that clumps of hair started coming loose from each of their heads. They squeezed each others legs tightly together as they continued to grind their crotches against each other, rubbing each other raw.After about 15 minutes of hard fighting, the young squaws broke apart and stood to their feet. Their tits rose and fell dramatically as they struggled to catch their breath. All at once they rushed. Maybe the struggling movie stars of the thirties and fortiesthought Westland was the “in” section of Hollywood, but she’d bether life they wouldn’t believe it if they saw it today. The paint-peeled stucco buildings and boarded up store-fronts, to say nothingof the shady-fenced characters, the hippies and obvious prostitutesof all ages moving along its streets would painfully expose to themits degeneration. And it was sad … but God knew, there was noroom for any.