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That's what hot I need to believe. I can't really believe anything else, because Milan kisses me. And I… yes, I'm almost too embarrassed to recall the event… but I open my mouth, opening for his tongue to enter. And I enjoy it! I bought a Slave I'm wealthy, own several businesses and get all sorts of invitations from the mundane “Please come to our VFW Fund Raiser” to some really bizarre and inappropriate stuff. The worth while and charity ones I either accept, the VFW is usually fun, or send a check and a apology letter. The inappropriate ones get a little more attention. A sales guy from a supplier I don't use asked me to a slave auction. This company has always been a little sketchy and since I care about my customers, I haven't been buying their lower quality crap. So I asked around in the fringe community near what I call my estate. What I heard back was, yes this was real, and did I want to attend? I knew this particular couple was kinky but a slave action they could invite me to? OK. So I asked for an invite and told the salesman I was already attending. Definitely don't want to owe that guy anything. So on a grey Saturday afternoon I indian took my Lincoln out of the barn where I keep my seldom driven vehicles and off I went for dinner and an auction. At $1000.00 a plate the food better be frigging awesome. The address wasn't revealed to me until a half hour before start of event, I had been told what town it was to be in a few days before. Sketchy sales guy is based there, big surprise. I could have made it from the estate but got a coffee at Dunk your Donut in Town. Yes, its a ripoff copy, just different colors on the cups and building. When the address came in by text from an unknown # I just about spilled my coffee laughing. I own the building, a warehouse on short term lease to a Reputable Auction company. Gonna need to check that. I also know what supper is as I own 33% of the catering company. That makes me wonder if the 66% owner and manager knows what the event is. He was so excited to get a big sale so soon after opening. Supper is really good local BBQ and local organic veggies. I finished my coffee and made my way over, aiming to be at least 15 minutes after opening so as to blend in as much as possible. There was a sign at the entrance that said private function and as you pulled in a guard in a black suit that asked to see my ID, There was thirty or forty flashy black cars already there. More than half were Chauffeur driven. Parking was laid out for maybe 200, maybe more. I parked facing way from the building in the closest available spot. I could smell the BBQ as I stepped out of my car. Supper is going to be awesome I thought with a smile. Another black suit on a gorilla with his hand out for my ID, except he asked to see my invite. He had to tell me the text message was the invite. So I showed him my phone. He pulled out a cloth bag with a number on it and gave me a claim ticket. Even though John had just licked her asshole cleaner than a babies bottle she thought it dirty to be having anal so close to the toilet. I wasn’t bored that second week when Mistress Gloria caught holly and me behind the bushes when we were supposed to be mowing the grass at my uncle’s cabin. I let my tongue roam freely for the time being as my fingers remained on Rose's lips. That’s her screen name…. "For God's sake, what is your infatuation with that bitch?" The bed was soaked in their fluids especially by their cunts. “Hannah? It didn’t really matter though, nobody saw her as a pretty girl. Your boobs are amazing, Mom.” He grinned at me. “Can I touch them?” In the end, when Jon finally switched the machine off I was knackered and a bit sore but that didn’t stop Jon from fucking me. The skin of her ass was bright red. “Well actually, it did at first but then it was okay, I want you to try it on me next time. Sarah’s body began thrashing uncontrollably in orgasm and death, massaging Jamal’s cock over and over letting him empty his nut deep into the dying hot corpse. “It sounds so fucking hot to me!” She grabs a shoulder bag and pulls a small laptop out of it. indian She worked her hips from right to left, smearing her hot cunt across her daughter's hungry mouth. That was by mutual agreement. Anyone could see you being my whore.” What would he do? If you do what I want, when I want, you will live through this, maybe battered, but alive...Do you understand me!?” He pulled from her ass and slammed balls deep in her tight little cunt blasting the orgasm to a higher level forcing her to gush more cum and strain against her bounds. All day long she just couldn't get that morning's strange experience out of her mind. We thanked him and went in. We closed the door behind us and locked it. And to top it off, he was moaning my name. The Chokwa grabs a few tendrils. Beg.