You hold her head as she starts to gag on my cock pulling her head off my cock and licking it clean of all her spit..she joins you and both of you are...licking, knibbling and sucking my cock. you tell your friend to get on all fours and stick her ass in the air..you massage her ass and give it a bit of a spank before rubbing your fingers over her wet pussy. You have not felt anyone elses pussy before and your curious as to how it feels with your fingers inside your friends pussy and what it. "How are the horses?" Master Jo asked."They're fine now." I answered."Good, there is always a danger that the horse will have suffered more than its master when the dust of the battle settles." In this case, I think Grinder was upset to have been left out of the battle." I answered. "Spark and Sheer as well."With our evening meal cooked and in front of us, we all sat and talked together. Master Jo was back to his trick of fading in and out now. There was no longer any pretense of normality. That left only Geoff back in JV. He went to Coach Hancock and told him that he really didn't have his heart in playing basketball because he liked baseball so much. He asked the coach if instead of playing JV he could manage the varsity team. I think Coach recognized part of the problem and agreed. Team manager is a pretty crappy position. Sounds glorious, but isn't. He does the laundry, makes sure there's fresh towels in the locker room, and washes the uniforms after a game. He also makes sure. “I bet him that I could hit them all,”“Why?” Madeline probed deeper, honestly curious.“I don't know. Guess I wanted to know if I was as good as he was. He's famous.”“Saffron, you're a whore. You're not a soldier, you're not a gunfighter, and you're not a lawman. You're for rent. You're for me to rent… or for me to trade.” Madeline eyed Douglas as she spoke, wondering a little less than idly about the quantity of coin in his purse.“Yeah, I am for rent, and, I like to know how to defend.