I felt like a piece of used merchandise in a store window. When he hissed at me under his breath, “higher bidders tend to be the more-gentle if you ...ell yourself well, it will probably be less painful for you, over your last few days with us!” It was the only kind words he ever shared with me. Muttering “sell yourself with a slow strip” so I understood my role completely, he jumped down, waved his hand at the crew and then twirled his finger in the air as an instruction for me to turn around in. “Oh fuck,” she said in her honeyed voice. “That feels so good!”We found a missionary rhythm, working together in unison to bring her off again and again. We changed positions, her first time in doggy-style, draped over the back of the front seat while I took her from behind, providing her my deepest penetration. She loved it. She pushed back with all her might, finding that unison rhythm again until she collapsed on the back of the seat again. We were both sweaty, heaving messes.I let her. He stands and pulls her into his chest kissing her head, he turns her and pushes her onto the bed as he undoes his belt and his jeans pushing them down they hit the wooden floor with a thud. She looks up at him from the bed seeing his rock hard twelve inch cock pulsing at the sight of her body, she knew that there would be no need to suck him off first but she will just for the fun of it as she has never sucked a cock that big. He walked to the edge of the bed, his cock mid air, she slid. He came near to me and I fell to my bed he put the wine bottle in the table and came over me and looked into my eyes and take off my dupatta and I folded my hands over my chest so that he can’t see my boobs cleavage.He then kissed my chicks and lick my tears which were coming from ears, then he kissed my lips and I want to restrict but I was not able to do he kissed my ears chicks and neck also which was giving pleasure but I don’t this pleasure and he then put his hand inside my kurta and.