Going going goon

Tim - whether from a sudden concern for his dad or a genuine desire to tap the foxy lady in front of him - took out his wallet and counted out 5 twenty-dollar bills.

"Beat that guys."

Martin and Vijay both shrugged - the former drew out a crumpled tenner whereas the Asian exchange student offered two pristine notes of $5. Candy/Walter looked on in disbelief that the boys seriously thought they could bid for even a mercy fuck for that kind of money.

"Hey no problem Vijay - we will double team her when our time comes ok?"

Omar took off a silver chain from his beck and threw it into the pot.

"Not quite the thirty pieces of silver - but a classic price for some prime pussy. By my reckoning its about 2 oz of silver - I reckon its worth about $120 at current spot prices." Tim reacted immediately furiously waving his hands in the negative.

"That's 835 Mexican silver you have there not sterling and its not quite 2 oz. $90 bucks no more!" The two boys argued but by a common vote it was agreed that the necklace didn't quite match Tim's bid. Grinning broadly he got up to grab, embrace or possibly just take Candy's hand when Jason pushed him out of the way. With two Franklins in his hand he tossed them over to the pile and then slid his hand into Candy's and pulled her to her feet.

"Ok baby the order is agreed but - give us a good display of what we be buying eh? Stand legs apart - arms behind your neck and stick those tits out. They are good ones and you know it - yes like that now turn the left knee outward so your pussy is on display too. Good girl Candy."

Walter/Candy had not known what to do - the little pile of cash was next to her skimpy clothes and all in all it seemed safest to not speak and break the spell she had the boys under. So daintily she opened her thighs a bit further to allow the light to shine on her glistening inner softness.