She was on her knees. A man that she didn't know, probably would never know, had his cock in her mouth. She imagined that there were at least fifty to...a hundred people standing around watching her suck his cock. She was equally sure that there were some men standing next to her, awaiting their turn. 'How did I get here?' she wondered. Then she dipped her free hand between her legs, feeling her sopping pussy, and she realized exactly how she had gotten here; her greedy, needy, slutty pussy had. ?It’s all or nothing now?.?I will ask you a series of questions and you need to answer me honestly and follow each answer with the title, Sir. Then when I have had my turn of, say twenty questions, you can ask me questions. Understand??Er ? yes I think so.??Yes I think so ? what??She looked back quizzically. ?Sir,? I pointed out, ?Yes I think so, Sir.??Oh, yeah, sorry,? she replied.She moved to lean with her back against the old white plaster of the building and shifted her right leg so that. “I’m Candy.”I was confused until I remembered Candy always played a role when teaching someone about bestiality. Today she was a horse trainer.“I’m Barbie,” I said, shaking the hand my girlfriend offered me.“Nice to meet you.”“You too,” I agreed.There was an awkward silence before Candy spoke again.“It seems like you’re the only one who showed up. Shall we begin?”I nodded, unsure what to expect.“Let’s start by covering horse safety protocols,” said Candy. “Then we can move on to more complex. I couldn't believe it after I hadgiven up hope, but she texted me one afternoon with a simple message,"This is Gwen, I want to see you." Surprisingly, I didn't break thephone's screen with how hard I hit the send button when I replied, askingwhen and where.We met back at Gwen's room. Disappointingly for me, this time she wasprepared for a guest, dressed casually in a tie dye t-shirt and jeanshorts. No chance for a nip slip this time. Was I mistaken, or had sheput on a little mascara too? Maybe.
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