He paraded with some flair and stood during the auction playing with his enormous prick. Jacqui thought it was the largest real prick she had ever see..., as big as the dildos that the BDSM clubs had used. Although some of the early old men had sold for as little as fifty credits, this young man fetched twelve hundred credits and was bought by the woman who Jacqui guessed correctly to be Martha, the brothel owner.The first of the women to be sold was also the first prisoner to cause trouble. Kate. I stopped suddenly, when I noticed he had his hand wrapped around his fully exposed nine inches dick. “I’m so sorry…” I barely muttered and turned to leave. I was ashamed of having catching that homeless man jerking off; but at same time, my mind paused for a second on his cock. It was dirty and gross but a part of me wondered how it would feel to have him deep inside of me. I shuttered at the thought but I could feel my panties getting damp.Before I had walked a few steps away, I felt hands on. Still I continued to play and caress until the centre of your flower was very wet, it was then that I rolled on you and began to tease your ear with my tongue, at the same time my stem pass through your garden, between the petals and over the bud to the centre of your flower, with a slight forward push I felt your flower open as a soft moan escapes your lips, your fingers press on my back, I felt the silky tightness of your flower clasp unto my stem. Like before when I first tasted your. I stated“I live on the top floor.” She replied, “It might be an idea to wait?”We both laughed. It didn’t take us long to climb the stairs. As soon as we were through her door I realised that I needed the loo. We had left the pub in a hurry.“Can I use your loo?” I asked Carol, “Straight through, there,” Carol said, pointing me to the ensuite of her bedroom.I used the loo and in anticipation of a good blow job, I washed my cock thoroughly. As I was walking back through her bedroom I saw a large.