Again and again my pussy spasmed, releasing its liquid treasure for both his and my delight. It was all I could do was lay there, reveling in the afte...glow of an orgasm that had surpassed all others. I lay there, my heart beating hard, my chest heaving as I tried to regain some composure. Suddenly, just as I thought it was all over, his tongue rasped across my swollen, tender clit. The sensation indescribable. Electric, intense, like nothing I had ever encountered before. The whole of my body. Try to drain them and use their gifts. So far they have been unsuccessful, but they never stop trying. I’m sure you would bring a pretty penny. Not only is your gift very profitable but, your ample bosom and trim waist would appeal to them as well. Ah, how I love barbarians.’ I paled, my fingers clenching the blankets ‘You wouldn’t?’ He leaned back his eyes devouring my covered body hungrily. ‘I haven’t quite decided yet. Whether to sell you or keep you for my own.’ ‘Keep me? I am not a prize.. And…I did not forget how she loves to have her ear lobes nibbled on. This always emits a quiet purr just like Miss Cat. Straddling atop her sensuous body, I worked her A-Cup breasts with my hands as if I were kneading dough. So firm and natural. Selina was now squirming a bit more and moving side to side from my gentle and sensual touch. I lowered myself further down her body enabling me to kiss and lick my way to her belly and then her pubic mound. She wasn’t fully shaved, just a small landing. Obviously it was some sort of electrical device. Was my mother in pain or... pleasure?Again I flipped to the next image. Finally there she was, the white woman's face. I'll never forget that face. One of total superiority and cockiness, looking on at my mother withering in her bonds as the long white plastic stick pressed harder against her vagina. I still couldn't tell if she was crying or moaning.Why would she be moaning?I looked back at the white woman, who was every bit the age my mother.