"Are you almost finished" she asked looking back at me. No is all I could say, I was going to make this moment last as long as I could. She managed to...undo her zipper of the costume allowing her luxurious tits to pop out and sway with every thrust I gave her from behind. I guess it was to tight for her and uncomfortable. She looked back at me over her shoulder " if im going to be fucked in the ass by my son I might as well try and get comfortable" emphasizing the reason she undid her costume.. That might happen in real life for me as well, but my story will be fun!My name is Cody Jackson. I am a recent college graduate who got two degrees in Biology and Psychology with an emphasis in genetics. In college I did an independent study on Alzheimer's and I discovered a way to alter or reduce the decay of the brain. My research was well received and I got a fantastic job opportunity straight out of college for a company called Femco Genetic Institute.Femco is a Fortune 500 company who is. I go to many layers, but there is still more beneath all and there I do not see. M’kamba has shame for me.M’kamba. She is dead, so many years ago I cannot understand. My children are dead, and the children of my children that I never know, and their children, and theirs, and so many that I cannot think it, all dead, so long ago.What happens to M’kamba when I am no longer there, when I am vanished and do not return from hunt? Is it only my fantasy, my wish, that Siefert takes her as his woman. The club was the next town over and she was there in only a few minutes. She was escorted to a room where she signed the appropriate papers, so that once the buyer had made his or her purchase, she would be whisked away to where ever she was to be taken. The way the auction was set up, the slaves would be escorted out onto a staging area. They would walk the stage, then asked to remove their clothing and walk the stage again. The bidding would start and the highest bid would win her services.