Do you mind?" Itwas I suppose a term of endearment - a way of offering her friendship incircumstances such as this. It was a way of saying, there are ...anyslaves in these pens, and we are all girls in bondage, but you and Ihave one another's backs from now on in.After all we had been through, Kara was offering me friendship. And Godknows, in the slave pens of Banu Hashim, I could certainly use a friend."Chain sister..." I said with a painful smile as I squeezed the fingersof her right hand."I am. I went from being somewhat bashful to feeling quickly mesmerized as he described the business woman’s ability to escape the tedious tasks that accompanied her profession through a meaningless yet lustful encounter with two fellow workers. I felt myself being drawn in by his deep voice and I was captured by his teasing smile. He went into depth describing the three lovers in the story and how a simple meeting can evolve into a long night of passion and lust. He tells me the business woman’s. With Mary about to be busy at both ends I got my camera clicking some shots for later enjoyment. As Zeke pushed he cock into her receptive pussy, I took about five shots of his entry. Zeke & Lester were getting the best of what Mary has to offer. When Zeke says sorry old man but this bitch is gonna get her ass fucked. He pulled out, lay on his back and pulled her down onto his cock, with her still facing us.He penetrated her anus and started humping away. Lester looked at me and said"That pussy. You’ve got four harlots, plus your own mother. You ... are a predator, Matthew!”Walking in the room was Mom, who said, “He is not, Kelly. These ladies have answered an ad, for a service he is providing. They pay a fee, as have I, for a real service. He gives of himself, and they leave very satisfied. I am not mad or ashamed of him, he has become an entrepreneur.”“But he is only 16, mother. Isn’t that wrong to you?”“NO! Not at all. If you don’t want to avail yourself of his services, can you.