He began casually running his hands over her body as if still considering, murmuring, as if to himself, “Hmm… Do I want to buy this slave?” as he walked around her, cupping her breasts in his hands as if weighing them, running his fingers lightly through her pubic hair, fondling her behind and her thighs as if testing them for firmness.Diana was on fire as the examination continued, biting her lip in an attempt to control her shaking. But when James, standing behind her, placed one hand on her hip, the other on the back of her neck, and bent her forward from the waist, saying brusquely, “Grab your ankles, slave,” she groaned out loud as an orgasm began to overtake her.Sensing what was happening, James grabbed her by her hair and jerked her upright again, saying, “No! Slaves do not come without permission!”Diana groaned again as she fought down her orgasm, managing to gasp, “Yes, Sir,” as she gradually regained control, a few tears running down her cheeks from the effort. James. He was wearing nothing but boxer shorts. His shoulders were broad and effulgent.He had a gigantic frame. His abs were somewhat close to six-packs. Tremendous biceps and equally large chest muscles made him a man of steel. His face was cleanly shaven and his hair was grey in color.He came out and saw me on the floor. My body was wet and I was naked. His eyes glued to me. We both didn’t know how to react. We just kept on looking at each other. He didn’t turn away neither did I try to cover my body.The atmosphere becomes more humid. I noticed his penis raising. After a brief moment of silence, he said, “Parimala, my sweetheart, what happened?” breaking the silence. “I fell down, pa,” I replied.He came close to me and lifted me in his arms. Then he moved to my bedroom and made me sit on the bed.“Are you hurt?” he asked.“My back hurts a little, I am okay pa,” I answered.“Be careful sweetheart,” saying that he turned and started walking towards the door.I held his hand and pulled him.
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