“As I earlier said, ‘Patience, my man, patience.’” That seemed to settle a little of the uneasiness around our area. I then said to Sammy, “...nd you, Sammy, there’s a baritone ukulele in that slightly bigger case, in front of you.”“Oh ... My ... Lord!” Sammy said as she picked up the chocolate colored vintage Gibson ukulele. “My dad loves a good ukulele, and this, Cuda...”“May I see, please?” Ms. Kharlamov excitedly interjected as she stood up from her seat. “You correct saying, ‘Oh my Lord’,. ‘Has he not stopped by here twice a year for the past twelve years to see you and only you?’ Lynn paused, considering. ‘Yes, that is true,’ she whispered with a small smile. ‘So, go! Dance! Show the world your desire for him, and when he claims you at the end, rejoice in your… dare I say… love.’ Marie kissed her on the cheek, ‘Now go dance!’ She shooed Lynn out the door. The room fell silent as the musicians entered and took their places. All the women of the roadhouse, including Marie, stood. Robbed of my sense of vision she whispered in my ear. "I'm going to spank your clit with a riding crop while men fuck you and fill you with their cum. Men will use your pussy, mouth, ass, and spray on your body."She lightly rubbed the head of the riding crop over my clit. "Like all others here, you can stop at any time. Is that what you wish?"Shaking my head I replied quickly. "No, Samsara. I wish to keep sacrficing to the goddess until the storm passes."Smacking my clit with the crop gently. Rob started really fucking me hard and surprised me by slapping my ass hard, I loved it. James then grabbed my head, and started fucking my face hard, he grabbed my hair with his other hand and started pulling.I was loving every second of it. More and more of James cock went down my throat, there were probably about 3" that I just couldn't get down. It wasn't just the length, but the thickness that I just couldn't handle, but later James told me that no woman had ever taken that much of his.