“A girl such as myself Sir?” Tracey replied, her heart pounding. “Yes a slave, a fancy girl.” the man said much too loudly. Tracey decided that the only way out of this predicament was to call his bluff and so gathering as much courage as she could she looked him in the eye, “You are mistaken Sir, I am a free woman and I demand an apology.” For a second the man looked as though he had doubts about his accusation and Tracey dared to believe that her front had worked but then he seemed to regather his wits and sneered at her, “I do not apologise to slaves, does your mistress know you are here?” To her surprise it was Mr Johnson who came to her aid, standing bitch up he snorted, “I can assure you Sir that the young lady is a fine respectable lady and I will not have you talking to her in such a manner.” Tracey could of kissed him and again saw a look of doubt cross the mans face but it swiftly faded as he said, “I told your mistress to get you marked or else this would happen. Well no matter now, I am dining with an eminent slave catcher and he will be glad to make your acquaintance.” Tracey cursed under her breath, why wouldn't this big man leave her alone, and the pussy learn that he was dining with a slave catcher was even worse! “Come my dear, I have had enough of this gentleman’s impudence, let us retire to your room away from his poor company.” Mr Johnson said, holding out his hand for her. Knowing full well that Mr Johnson had wanted to get into her room many times before she could think of no reason to deny him now and so she took his offered hand and as he led oral her out of the dining room she heard the dreadful appraiser shout after her, “See you soon Miss, no doubt I will be seeing all of you again.” She was well aware of the muttered conversations going on at the other tables as she passed and the accusing eyes following her as she left, but she just wanted to be out of there and in the comfort of her own huge room. “Explode!” I couldn’t help but smile knowing I had just made this beautiful woman cum. Rich fucks, it pissed him off again and he needed to fuck that rich bitch again just to make himself feel better. I initiate the second half of my plan and she remains locked there shaking off the brutality of pussy what she had just endured. She lay on him now, him holding her hips big as she ground against him. She found him raging hard, so hard she could feel his heartbeat. You know how he gets when he drinks too much. Missing Mom series I grab her big oral tits and lean in to suck bitch firmly on her nipples. “Good, so when huge do I start?” She didn’t flinch as I pumped my load into her mouth as she swallowed again and again to keep from drowning.