" It sounds boring." I don't know much about it, but I'm sure it has its rewards."Now comes the moment of truth. Since their bids are so close, I'm go...ng let you make the final decision. I have a favorite, but I'll leave it up to you..."The slave was about to speak, when Thomas butted in. "But before you decide, I have one additional option: Would you consider staying with me, permanently?"She was stunned. "Really? I thought you sold all the girls you trained." I have until now. But there are. I had no force left in me to resist although I managed to say “Please leave me.” But I could not speak further. My lips were trembling and I was feeling very weak. He was pressing my boobs and then his lips moved to my ears and down to the nape of my neck and now I was feeling to enjoy all this. He was alternately mauling my bottoms and then boobs.He then started rubbing my body saying Rupam bahbi you are apsara. He pulled my hair and kissed on my neck. I was melting in his arms. He pulled my. He was good looking, thirty four years old with a few acne scars on his face. Not fat, but not thin either.Brad was the oldest at thirty seven, but didn't look it. Smooth, baby-faced, dark hair and eyes with an athletic build.Cort was the same age as Daddy, thirty five. His brown hair accented his green eyes and sharp features. His jaw line very pronounced, leading to his broad shoulders. He was built like boxer and always wore the tightest pants. He was the best looking of all of them, not to. But he knew a mild-mannered accountant wouldn't stand a chance against four streetwise young men. And for the life of him, Kyle couldn't understand why his cock was so hard as he watched his wife tremble and writhe under their aggressive ministrations.Then Lori arched up, and Kyle heard the muffled orgasmic scream she projected into Samuel's lip-locked mouth. Her body lurched and shook as the young man between her legs kept aggressively working her clit. Kyle couldn't believe his eyes as a.