A few female trainers helped, but it was clear that the men had control over the slaves. Drake was dragged along as they cleared every pen, aware of t...e curious and fearful eyes on him. He knew the images from last night’s show were fresh on their minds and that they probably thought they were going to watch him be the next victim. He prayed that he wasn’t going to be. Finally, the last pen was guided into the main area. Drake stared at the perfectly aligned rows of slaves, each in the same. Main ithnee zor zor say bhaiee jan kay lund per uth kar baith rahee thee keh jab lund per baithee to TV kee awaz kay bawujood dhap kee awaz athee. Bhaiee kay lund main bhee under hee under kuch zeyadah halchal machee huwee thee. Bhaiee jan nay mairee hipp per apnay hath rakhay huway thaay aur wooh bhee mairee hip ko khub zor laga kar apnay lund ko bheench rahay thaay. Hamdono kee ankhon kee chamak aur rooh kee tarap barh chukee thee aur ab aik mashine (Mechin) kee tarah bhaiee bahen kay lund. He is touching me and I’m alive. Everyplace his hand reaches seems to tremble on its own. Each breast is his as he fondles me. He pulls down my shorts and has his fingers in my pussy because he knew I’d be soaking wet for him. When he gets between my legs I’m electrified. I’m lost as he turns me and I bend over with my arms out over the bed.. He enters me from behind and I’m transported. I’m filled with my stepson and my legs are shaking.“This is how I have you in my fantasy, mom: down here. She seemed to perk up when I said and rolled over under me, only to see I was naked and erect. Her eyes went wide as she stared at my erect cock. She reached out and took it into her hand. She licked her lips as she held it, wanting it, longing for it. As enamored as she was with it, I continued my work, taking the oil and spreading it across her upper body, massaging as I went, then her stomach, and back to her pussy. I then leaned in and licked and sucking at her nipples and breasts trying to.