He chooses Mr. Stephenson Sr.

Even through Mr. Stephenson Sr. is getting old in age, How could Mr. Long pass up an offer from the most respected man of his social group. It would just make matters better for Mr. Long, it has long been known that Mr. Stephenson Sr. has been an enormous supporter of owning the exact amount of women that is needed to satisfy you, nothing more, nothing less. For Mr. Stephenson Sr, that number is thirty. He already has thirty, which means he will trade one off to take Mr. Long's youngest daughter, and everyone knows it.

For any member of the group, it was a huge honor to have a family as a **** of the Great Mr. Stephenson Sr. As a result, anyone who did nervously feared he would choose their family to trade away. While every other male member was eagerly waiting to try to get the **** that was traded away.

Mr. Stephenson Sr. took offers all day long on the day before Amy's (Mr. Long's youngest daughter) birthday. And at 10 pm, he announces a deal has been struck, and Ms. Mitchell (a 29-year-old Italian mother of two, both belonging to Mr. Stephenson Sr., whose father is a part of the group) has been traded to Mr. Homes. And that was it. He never went into any more detail than that. Mr. Stephenson Sr. is so highly respected by the group that women that have simply been with him were highly desirable. As a result, they could go for anything. That is half the reason why Mr. Stephenson Sr. never made his deal public; it added to his prestige and made sure everyone always came to him with their best offer the first time.

Mr. Stephenson's promptly arrived at the Long's at 8 am, and like all other parties inside the group, Amy's birthday party started the moment he walked inside the door. Not wanting to waste time, Mr. Stephenson walks straight towards Amy (who is dressed in . Knowing what is expected of her, Amy quickly drops to her knees the moment she sees Mr. Stephenson. Mr. Stephenson places his old wrinkly finger under Amy's barely legal chin as he asks, "Are you prepared to always be honest with me and to always give me what I want when I want it."

Amy looks into her new master's eyes. "Yes, sir."

Mr. Stephenson grinds, "Good, let me make this clear first. I will throw you away if you ever lie to me. That being said, what is your opinion of the way I look." It is well known that he asks this to all his slaves. To this date, only one woman has ever lied to him, and true to his word, he quickly handed that woman over to the police.

So Amy answered the question as truthfully as possible, "Sir, you look old wrinkly, and gross." Mr. Stephenson Sr values honestly in his slaves above all else, so he was actually happy with this answer from his new ****. He runs your finger across her cheek. "And what would you like to do with me least."

Amy stared into her master's aged deep blue eyes. "Honestly, with all due respect, sir, the thought of having sex in general with someone three times my age makes my skin crawl."

Mr. Stephenson Sr. (Senior) gives off a deep cough-filled laugh as he set his odd cock against her chin. HE wipes his old member up and down her face before resting it on her small lips. Knowing what is expected of her, she opens her mouth and takes his gross old cock into her mouth.

Meanwhile, Senior shifts his attention to Mr. Long, who is walking towards him with his sparsely dressed wife in hand.

Senior asks Mr. Long, "So how's her virginity?"

Mr. Long answers, "intact."

Senior: "anal?"

Mr. Long: "Untouched"

Senior: "Oral?"

Mr. Long: "You just took it."

Senior's old voice cracks as he laughs. "Good... Good." While he grabs the sides of Mr. Long's daughter's head and thrust his cock down her throat before holding it there. Cutting off her airflow and causing tears to form in her eyes. The whole crowd goes silent as Senior holds Amy's throat on his cock.

Amy's eyes lock onto Senior as she waits for him to let go of her so he can breathe. She patiently waits for him to release her at least until a minute has passed, that when doubt starts creeping in, the doubt that he is ever going to let go of her, as the pain from lack of oxygen screams inside her brain. The doubt quickly turns to panic, and she starts to push off his hips. But by then, she is so deprived of oxygen that even in his week-old state, he is easily able to overpower her and hold her still. He holds her while she panic with his cock **** down her throat for ten seconds before he finally throws her off his cock.

Amy stumbles back to her ass with drool dripping down her chin as Senior says, "a minute thirty not bad. But you need to learn that I might hurt you, but I will never hurt you more than that is necessary for my sexual satisfaction. Do you understand?"

Amy wipes the drool off her chin before answering, "Yes, sir."