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  • The six days passed as slowly as she thought they would, she spent most of her time alone in her room only coming out for meals which were held in the large dining room which was often frequented by saloon girls looking for business and men all to willing to give it to them. The male guests of the hotel were rather rough and shabby and looked upon Tracey with suspicion, and of course lust, she had reverted to wearing her northern style dresses which showed off her ample cleavage to its best effect. Despite continuing to wear her rather prominent and large wedding ring she soon found herself with a few suitors, men who instead of admiring her from afar would come up and try to woe her. She allowed these men to talk to her and occasionally buy her lunch but any signs of further intent were politely but firmly rebuffed, she was after all a married woman. One such man was a Mr Johnson who seemed to cling onto her like a limpet and seemed to be besotted with her even though she did nothing to encourage his advances. Indeed she was really rather rude to him at stages but he seemed oblivious to this. The simple fact was she found him an overbearing bore and she had no physical attraction to him at all, he was at least twenty years older than her and more than a little overweight, in fact he reminded her quite a lot of her husband, a definite negative! On more than one occasion though she found herself man big dick fuck at the dinner table with her listening to his inane chat and smiling sweetly while she pretended not to notice him staring down the front of her dress. 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For the rest of dinner Tracey could only sit there and agonise over circumstances until the moment came, when she knew it would, when out of the corner of her eye she saw the dreadful man stand and approach her table. “Unusual to see a girl such as yourself in such surroundings.” he said looking gown at her with a glint of triumph in his eyes. “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 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 big tits you marked or else this would happen. 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I man big dick fuck can see you don’t have much to compete with down there, ha. “Danny...” she whined. I would love to run over to James and rip his suit off and fuck his brains out right now.” “No,” I said, “not in front of us.” Rachael said, “Oh, yes. My son stalked past me, his back straight. “No.” It didn’t matter; eleven days wasn’t even enough time to get the supplies needed for the journey, much less the subsequent siege. It was big dick kind of wild having an audience, even if it Hardcore Sex was just dumb Mallory.” Fuckslut Amy Growling some, Daddy started squeezing more and more of his large cock into her asshole. Their bodies were plastered together as they kissed and Rod felt the delicious pressure of her tits big tits against his chest and his groin against hers. Don’t worry my lovely girl; you will enjoy it I promise. Wow! I only got a glimpse of it, but wow was it thick and long. She slid the key card in the slot and heard the lock unlock.
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