One in each hand. Then she pressed her tits against mine and they slid slippery over my tits and we kissed some more. She is a good kisser, almost as ...ood as Emma but Emma is still the best kisser I have ever kissed. Gracie has nice soft lips like Emma but Gracie is a bit more enthusiastic with her tongue than Emma and that's good when we're fucking and kissing but I prefer the more passive style of Emma's kissing when we're just kissing.We washed each other all over and then we got out and. The two were in their mid-teens and from the flushed look on his face, it was evident that he was gearing up to do something.I paid for my purchase and stepped to the side to fold the receipt into my wallet. The young man stepped up to the desk and spoke.His first syllable came out at such a high pitch that he could have passed for a squeeze toy. He had to actively gulp and start again. He held out a couple of bars of chocolate."These please," he began, and lifted a pine air freshener for the. Her gown fell away and exposed her panties. She, however was out cold. I fought back the urge to stroke her, touch her, kiss her, I pulled her gown over her and lifted her feet onto the couch. I took one last look then went home. Several hours later I heard a weak knock at my door and it was Kasey. I opened the door and she grabbed me and hugged me. She said she was so sorry that she had wrecked the day. All this hugging and such was driving me crazy, but I cared for Kasey a lot more than I’d. When the first one grinned and said: ?A true whore. Her cunt is dripping already.? I just about died of shame. After that they all pawed my pussy and I was soon gasping with arousal despite myself.Then the hallway emptied and the first slaves were led away. Opposite my stall was a woman slightly older than myself, but with a flat unattractive face and baggy breasts. I could just make out the sign above her head. She was being sold as a farm slave and the reserve was just $300. No wonder those.