I breathed a slow sigh of relief at not feeling the pain I’d anticipated. His fingers started to feel good and I pushed myself into his hand a littl..., involuntarily, as I started to relax. He moaned softly into my mouth as he felt me start to get wet. The circular movement of his fingers on my clit felt better every second and I started to get lost in the pleasure he was bringing me when suddenly he stopped. I shuddered a little and opened my eyes to see Daddy staring at me. “Sorry I had to. “Hiya Melons!” He grinned then whispered into my ear, “You’ve had a fun day haven’t you?” “What do you mean?” I drunkenly giggled. “I’m Starman; I’ve been chatting to you on both sites all day! Do you want to do it again tonight?” I playfully slapped him on the shoulder but didn’t say no. An hour later I was in the back of a mini-cab between James and Nikki with my leg curled up across the skinheads lap and his fingers stroking my pussy through my thin panties as Nikki caressed my stocking. A few months passed and things were going poor for us our loving making session was down to twice a month an was over in a few minute's and my right hand was getting a workout jerking off my small penis. We were enjoying an active outdoor lifestyle though I was a bit disappointed that I was having to work a little more than I thought I would, being the new junior partner in my group and the low man on the totem pole. If this bothered Kristin she wasn't showing it. The last few weeks she seemed. ” The crowd came alive with shouts and excitement. The men started raising their paddles and yelling out bids. “$250” “$300” “$450” Her head began to spin with the cocophony of the auction. With the bright spotlights she could barely make out anyone in the crowd, and she wondered where Michael was. What would she do if he didn’t win her? That was a possibility that hadn’t really occurred to her until just now. She was shaken back to the moment when she heard the auctioneer’s voice. “Going once..