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As I stood among the crowd of women in the slave auction, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. The rich Sultans gathered around us, their eyes roving over our bodies with a mixture of curiosity and lust. My heart raced as I caught sight of Michaela's beautiful curves standing just beside me - her round thick ass, big breasts, and full pubic hair all seemed to be gazing back at me.
The air was hot and dry in the desert landscape, and I could feel the sweat dripping down my face as I stood with my bare feet on the sandy ground. The sunlight beat down relentlessly, illuminating the exotic tense mood that hung over us like a cloud.
I couldn't help but wonder what fate had brought me to this place - would I be sold to some rich Sultan and forced into a life of servitude? Would Michaela's curves ever grace my bed? As I pondered these questions, I gazed up at the sun, feeling its intense heat on my skin as I swayed gently in the breeze.
As we stood there, surrounded by so many women, our breasts jiggling slightly with each breath we took - it was hard to ignore the beauty and sensuality that filled this desert landscape. My pubic hair was thick and full, but the sun beat down relentlessly on us all alike.
The scene seemed almost surreal, as if we were all standing there for some reason other than being bound by our beautiful
