Yeah, a finger in your cunt while you’re bein’ tickled is pretty special, isn’t it? God, you’re wet down there. No, you’re not getting away,...no mercy here. Oh, wait a minute, don’t want to break my finger while it’s inside you. Have to try this from another position sometime. You’re just squirming ’round way too much. No, I did hurt myself like this once. Yeah, it was your grandmother, come to think of it. Oh, I think you can turn around and sit on my cock. Yeah, he’s ready. Let me pull my. .. you are beautiful" I gasped without really thinking. That brought a smile to her face.Cassidy didn't look 18 years old at all. She looked younger, with her body still a work in progress but she had a definite womanly shape to her, albeit still developing. Her tits were apple-sized with hard pink nipples at their centres surrounded by a slightly lighter areola. Her tummy was flat, with a belly-button piercing dangling from it centre. Casting my eyes further downwards I noted a totally. . I've never ...," but he leaned over toward me, "Oh Pam." It's OK, Connor. I'm sorry for being such a tease. I know people get the wrong idea. .... I haven't strayed, either." I replied as he leaned closer. Did I want this? "Oh Connor, I do like you."Suddenly, we were kissing deep, passionate kisses. I didn't pull his hand off my nightie. I didn't stop his hand from wandering all over my chest. I didn't pull back when his hand wandered down to my belly and lower. And the bulge in his pants was. She tried to explain that she was actually a ballet dancer and knew nothing of striptease, but the auctioneer, who had paid good money for a dancer was not to be put off. She had only been raped twice, because her emaciated ballet dancer's figure did not appeal. Some of the other slaves who she considered positively obese were much more in favour and had to endure six or more visits a day from the auctioneer's staff and from potential buyers.On the auction dais she was mortified that, although.