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“Brass is an alloy of Copper and Tin,” she ventured. “Clever bitch Visit eh, need to be with a gob like yours,” I advised, "Ent going to get far wi your bloody looks and that's a bloody fact.. “How much were you asking?” the slimy one asked. I told him, showed him chit for it. “Yes we will pay the asking price,” the slimy bastard said rooking me, “The cheque please Miss Rathbone.” and they give me it and it were done. I nipped round bank and paid it in quick. Daft bastard on counter near fainted at size of cheque but I drew out a fair few quid and went about me business. Fifteen bloody days voyage took, bloody steamship broke down on the way but at last I had some brass in bank and could come home instead of scratting round down South America way tits meking a bob or two here an there. I went to see Harbour master what were a mate of mine, we had a chat for a few minutes then I asked “Where’s slave market, I fancies a nice plump fresh brown one.” “By heck you been away a bloody while,” he said, “Thee casn’t have slaves in England any more.” “You what?” I demanded. “Nay,” He said, “They banned slave’ry back huge in thirty three and anyroad nobs got fed up wi novelty an let most of ‘em go free.” “Bloody heck,” I said, “Where the bloody hell do I find a nice plump virgin for tonight?” “Tonight, Thee’ll be bloody lucky to find one in Salford at all, thee’ll have to marry a nob lad!” he laughed. I had a think. Go without, risk whore house or marry a nob. Marrying a nob seemed best idea. I had a think and thought nobs hung out at Queens Hotel so that’s where I went, they had Dinner Menu outside. and it were just after noon so I thought I would have a bite to eat. Now I ent thick or nowt but I couldn’t make head or tail o menu so I thought I woud ask waiter. Turns out they has dinner at tea time and noon time was Luncheon. Anyroad I had a feed. Manager come up to me and asked me business, “Looking for a nob to marry,” I said, “Posh bint like, got to be pure mind.” He got wrong end of stick and suggested a couple of whore houses. “Nay I want a woman for keeps see, If I pay out a fair bit and keeps her bloody chained up I have a nasset see, not keep forking out for tarts till I gets bloody clap and me cock rots off.” “You can’t keep slaves anymore, but there’s a chap round Inkerman Street does a smashing range of chastity belts,” he suggested, “Actually, tween thee and me, that Lord wi his back to us over there’s got more daughters than asian you can shake a stick at, why not make him an offer?” I looked, some poncy old codger talking to his mates over a sliver of fish and drop o wine that woudn’t sustain a bloody church mouse. “That’s handy,” I said giving him a big tip and I sauntered across. “I hear you got a couple of daughters to offload like?” I says straight out. “And who the hell are you sir?” he snapped as he stood to face me, “Have you no decorum.” “What’s bloody decorum,” I says, “I ent no house painter I’m bloody Captain bloody Beckinthwaite from bloody Yorkshire and I speaks me bloody mind.” His poncy nob mates was pissing they selves laughing at me, cumshot “Look if its bloody brass you want I’ll pay top dollar, long as she’s virgin, two legs, two arms, couple of bloody tits, her own teeth, hearing and seeing would be a bonus but long as she can perform in bloody bed I ent that bloody fussed.” “I say George,” one of his mates, a simpering prat dressed like a right ponce says, “You might well marry off your Emily if you play your cards right.” “I ent playing no bloody cards,” I said, “Hard cash, I knows too many bloody card sharps.” “I have never been so insulted sir,” he says, but his mate grabbed his arm. “George, think, he’ll pay,” this chap said, “Instead of a demanding a dowry he’ll pay you, you know you need the wonga. “Ah,” he said, “I understand you now, why not come to my house directly and meet my daughters?” His poncy mate warned him not to seem too keen but as soon as I said I’d pay their tab he agreed. The bloke lived a mile or so from hotel, so we hailed a cab. She frowned. “It’s going to hurt.” I warned her. “Shit,” she muttered. 0908 - Tara – Mara "Yes I enjoyed it and now I Visit want to see you nude" he replied. That little minx was giving me a footjob below the swirl. My labia bruised, my clit abused. Twice more she poked the back of my throat and I almost gagged but then she poked through and I could feel the head of her cock leave my mouth and enter my neck. After those several days of talking, I asked him to meet me for dinner the next evening, which was a Thursday. Drool ran down her chin. She would drive me nuts. I haven't wanted anything to do tits with sex for probably eight years” Uhnnn! I kept licking her ass while trying to consume all of it. I was glad my father insisted I go to a public school. Kora Falk A silence falls between us. And all you need to do while I get presentable is go and make him feel welcome.’ He shrugged, “This whole thing . . . Hours, and many orgasms cumshot later, Candy held on to Cindy as if she were a life preserver. I grabbed Niky from her ass chicks and just start eating her wet soaking pussy. Such papers were sold as tabloid magazines, appearing far less reputable than even the National Inquirer , but when combined with a sorcerer’s aura, the text and pictures transformed to reveal its true contents. He stopped spanking her and she shook with after shocks of the orgasm. They heard a knock at the door 10 minutes everyone. The knowledge I’m at genuine risk of harm from these additions adds an element of fear I’ve never felt before during a sexual experience, but it also feels so good it’s mind-blowing. Jill, saw huge me just sitting on the couch. After wiping my juices off the saddle with my towel I went to the water machine that was just round the corner from reception. "Good boy" “I don’t judge people………. On one hand she was pleased to note that her son was very romantic and on the other she was scared, as she could not asian visualize where all this was leading too.