The girls were friendly enough to Tracey and treated her as one india of their own but all the time she could only wonder when Emily would return with a wicked smile on her face and say her husband had gone and she was free to return to the big house and reclaim her previous life. Then on the second full day Emily did return but it was with a completely different proposition! Apparently a slave appraiser was visiting the next day and she had decided to get all the fancy girls appraised as well. “But I was hoping to return to the main house.” Tracey almost wailed. “All in good time maybe, but wouldn't it be fun to find out your true worth if you were put on the block.” Emily giggled. Although Tracey could see the attraction she also knew the idea could be fraught with danger. “What if the man recognises me at some future party etc.” she asked with a hint of desperation. “Oh there's no danger of that.” Emily smiled before continuing, “ he's not from around here, after tomorrow you will probably never see him again.” Tracey had to admit that despite her trepidations it was an exciting thought, to be assessed by a man who would only be judging her desi value based on her beauty and figure, like a prize animal and with Emily's assurances that it would just be a giggle indian she found herself nodding her head in agreement. The next morning all six girls were raised early by a young black boy as always, although Tracey always wondered why as they had little to fill the days once Hardcore up. She actually saw the appraiser arrive. About eleven am a buggy pulled up outside the main house and a rather portly man got out. He looked mean and humourless to Tracey as he stood outside the house awaiting Emily and she shuddered inwardly at the thought of what was to come. An hour later all six girls got to their feet from where they had been sitting outside in the shade as Emily approached with the man and Tilly also accompanied them. “These are our fancy girls, as you can see we have six which I think is too many so one or two will be going to market soon and I would be grateful if you could cast you eye over them and help me decide which ones would fetch the best price. “ Emily smiled sweetly. “Of course my dear, I will be happy to put them through their paces for you and I can assure you I am most thorough in my inspections.” the man replied in a manner that only inspired teen dread in Tracey. “Maybe the coral would be best?” Emily smiled again and Tracey followed the other girls to the circular coral one hundred yards away where there was no shade and the sun was approaching its highest. “Take your clothes off girls, buck naked, let the nice man see your charms.” Emily shouted clapping her hands loudly. The idea seemed outrageous to Tracey, the coral was not a private place at all and apart from the appraiser several males were idly standing around, staff and slaves, and all were watching the group of girls with excited interest. To her dismay though several of the other girls immediately started undoing their dresses obviously used to following orders, an action that drew even more interest from the onlookers. O fcourse the idea of being naked in a public place was outrageous but what choice did she have so slowly and with some hesitation Tracey started to do the same feeling that she had no choice. It wasn't long before the first girl was bare naked and standing in the full glare of the sun and the excited people watching seemingly without embarrassment. Tracey was the last one undressed and she stood much more hesitantly completely naked. It almost turned me on as much Hardcore as fucking her myself. James grabbed his sister's toned ass in his hands and squeezed her tightly as he began to thrust his hips indian up into her. I nervously admit. As they approached me, india I prepared for the worst and cringed. The girls continued sucking but only for about five minutes in order to let Amy and Rachel in on the fun. Panting for air, I can barely move. “Jill, I'm sorry . . .” 10. No light shown under teen the door. The bastard hadn't told her desi the lights had gone green. I hear a knock, when I open it up, there’s a voluminous woman and her tall muscular husband. “I never did anything with her, and not for a lack of trying on her part.” I took his place so she could eat my pussy while my husband was fucking her. “Goddamn it.” I muttered, and sprung to my feet.