The buggy and slave driver had been loaned by Emily and the conversation was sparse between the two and the time before she was outside the hotel seemed to last for ever. There was good news and bad news when she enquired at the reception desk, the hotel had a room for her, the bad news was the fact that she could not get on a train home until Tuesday, six days time. The prospect of spending six days in the Asian Girls Fucking barely adequate hotel by herself did not feel her with joy but she had no choice and she soon found herself unpacking in the same room as she was in before, with her view over the platform. The six days passed as slowly as she thought they would, she spent most of her time alone in her room only coming out Hairy Girls Fucking 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 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. And then disaster struck, one day before her train home was due she was at such a dinner when she idly looked over to the other dining tables and was shocked to see that not ten feet away sat the appraiser who had so thoroughly and intimately examined her at Emilys. She quickly buried her head in the menu, the appraiser was sitting with another man and was in deep conversation and did not appear to of noticed her, which was the way Tracey wanted to keep it, he believed her to be a slave. There was also the embarrassment of knowing where the man had poked and prodded her, places Mr Johnson could only dream of having access too. 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 Japanese Porn 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 masturbating 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 you marked or else this would happen. Well no matter now, I am dining with an eminent slave catcher and he will be glad to make your acquaintance.” Tracey cursed under her breath, why wouldn't this man leave her alone, and the learn that he was HD Porn dining with a slave catcher was even worse! “Come my dear, I have had enough of this gentleman’s impudence, let us retire to your room away from his poor company.” Mr Johnson said, holding out his hand for her. Knowing full well that Mr Johnson had wanted to get into her room many times before she could think of no reason to deny him now and so she took his offered hand and as he led her out of the dining room she heard the dreadful appraiser shout after her, “See you soon Miss, no doubt I will be seeing all of you again.” To take my time making love to this sweet thing, but I was on the edge of exploding from her sucking my cock clean masturbating of your sour ass. When the show was over, she took me by the hand and led me to the bedroom. 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