Tracey knew about slave bar codes, every slave girl had one on her hip and once bar coded there was no escape from your new place in society as a slav.... The code could be read by any normal bar code reader and it provided all the information you needed to know about the slave, her date of birth, her eye colour and most importantly details of her owner. Once bar coded the girl could be bought and sold at will, and as easily as buying and selling any other commodity. You simply scanned her, got. Without saying anything to him, I undid his top button and gently, slowly, pulled down his zip. When it was all the way down, I put my hand inside his trousers and pulled out this enormous, wonderful cock that was my dad.He was already wet on the end and when I took hold of it and slowly pulled my fist up from the base to the end – another huge drop of his juice came sliding out of his slit.I put my tongue out and without letting him even know I was going to do it, I let it drip onto my. The band is a great combo, playing a lot of great music from the 60'sand 70's. I notice that there is an extremely attractive black man sitting alone at the table nearest us and I notice him glancing at me off an on. Our eyes meet a few times and he smiles at me, looks at Ken, and kind of shakes his head. He bears a very strong resemblance to Denzell Washington, the actor, whom I think is HOT, HOT, HOT. I get Ken to dance a few slow songs, but then he is too sloshed to standup and starts. As I walked to the kitchen, I could feel Danny's eyes on my ass, the 4-inch heels gave my ass a sexy sway or it could have been that I just wanted to give him a little show. Julie asked me to grab some clean glasses from the cupboard and as I turned to get the glasses, Danny put his arms around me from behind and kissed me on the neck.He said, "You are incredibly sexy, I just can't help myself". I just stood there for a minute letting him kiss me on my neck; it just felt so good. I took a quick.