I’ll wait here for you.”“Thanks,” I said, “but you don’t have to: I have no idea how long I’ll be. If I don’t come back, please tell t...e police which way I went.”Jay nodded.Swerving around a CDC notice that had seemingly been placed intentionally in the middle of the track to block it, I continued along the path Jay and I had been following. Perhaps the painkillers were kicking in or perhaps the absence of farm-vehicle ruts made the going easier, but I was able to pick up the pace somewhat,. .. closed her eyes for a moment and began stroking her sides. It was like nobody existed except for her. She felt herself becoming wetter and wetter. Could the auctioneer standing next to her smell her need, she wondered, getting even hornier at that thought."What am I bid for this exquisite creature?," the auctioneer asked, and the bidding began. Voices called out in response to the ever-increasing price, but Cheryl heard nothing but unintelligible noise. Her mind was overwhelmed by everything. Then I feel something start to go on my cock that is tight and not comfortable. “Kendra, what are you doing?” I ask as I look down. She doesn’t say anything, but I feel a harder tug on my balls. I can tell it’s an indication to stay quiet. I feel her sit on my stomach facing down and flips on a light and then feel more things happening to my cock and balls. I try to figure out what is going on, but really am clueless until Kendra rolls off. “Well Drew, after talking with Sylvia, I think you. "Where's my money?"Chet hummed a bit as he counted out forty dollars, plus ten for theshoes, and held it out for his friend. Tony snatched the bills from hispaw and the two busted out laughing."Okay..." Tony said, rolling his brown eyes. "I guess if I make it toSaturday with this crap on, I'll get the 200?" Exactly," Chet smiled. The sight of his friend, straight-as-a-razorTony Bello, in drag was worth 50 bucks.Chet pulled his phone out. "Strike a pose, little lady." And Tony puthis hands on.