" she gives an exaggerated wink and grins; the audience chuckles appreciatively as the man steps up behind me and reaches around to pinch my nipples, ...aking me moan and involuntarily grind my hips against nothing, "...during the pre-auction inspection time, this one was born to be a slave, is extremely responsive to almost any kind of treatment, and I'm sure she'll fall right into place at your feet and thank you for the privilege!" Her patter continues for another minute before the bidding. They hang. They jiggle.They sway. They tremble. They wiggle. If you're a man (or a lesbianwith a strap-on strapped on), you can even fuck them. They can be boundwith cords so that, the blood flow to and from them restricted, they turnpurple. Clothespins can be attached to them, and they can be piercedwith pins and needles. They're all-purpose sexual accoutrements. Shoulda guy get his chick pregnant, she can even use her tits to feed the brat.Women have them--well, most do--and shemales. I went to go check in to the local hotel. I was walking down the street looking at all of the tiny shops, I could smell pie as I was walking and taking in all of the scenery, I didn’t see what was in front of me. “Oh, my gosh I am so sorry!” I accidentally ran right into a young man. He looked about twenty-five. He had dark black hair that was somewhat shaggy that laid lazily on his head. His dark eyes could pierce through anything. He was in a black leather jacket with a matching black top. Her tits were not as big as I had thought they would be, they were only a low B cup.I took it upon myself to pull down her tracksuit bottoms, and there se was stood in front of me with only her bra and panties on. I reached behind her and took off her bra; I then moved down and removed her panties. As I did so I purposely caught her pussy with my hand and she moaned. She just grabbed my hand and pushed my fingers into her pussy. I knew what to do and began pushing my fingers up her twat. She.