.They told me to wait ….Then they started slowly touching her…Me: hey no fucking I saidVinu: we are only touching your mom buddy.They took.Spit in...their hands and rubbed it over her nipples…..They were stroking their cocks while doing so……Then after some time they cummed on her boobs while masturbating…..Then I made her wore her dress as it was earlier …Then we three went to my roomJacob:your mom is superb milf..Me:ya rightVinu:now you are the pimp of her lol.Me:haha…Give me the moneyBoth of. There were more that fought like Rawer in the Sultana’s army than one would think possible, but most were overconfident. What kept him alive was his ability to stay alert even when some part of his mind told him that relaxing was okay, and that there was no apparent threat. The young man finally turned and looked up at Rawer, prompted liberally by the Nubian’s boot. He winced, and cowered when they made eye contact. He started to say something and then shut up. “Why were you following me,. Calling him a ‘man’ might have been generous, he couldn’t have been eighteen yet. He wasn’t even seated, he had been left against the wall. There were also five women, two in racks, three not. All five were seated, facing the naked slave, none of us women wore a collar. His cock was standing stiff, The one woman sitting alone was dressed much finer. I would have felt sorry for him but suspected this to be some kind of well-earned punishment, his rack bound his ankles and not just his wrists. I,. He provided all the jollies that Betty needed, and Mr Martin had gone bonkers over his wife. They were a very nice Black couple. They were just a bit younger than the Martins, and had no c***dren, YET! The husband was a Teacher, as was his wife. They had to keep their interests very quiet, but, had managed to have a successful relationship. He taught Phys. Ed., and she taught English and Literature. Both were very amenable, and imaginative. He had taken Betty, the first time, and made her faint.