Scooping his pants off the floor, he slowly slid the thin leather belt out of the belt loops, curling it in his hand. Xenia’s breath caught in her t...roat, excitement coursing through her body as well as a tinge of fear. Clarence walked over to her, sliding the belt over her shoulder and then taking the cloth and tying it in knots around her wrists. She had free range of motion, but was still restricted to her position in the middle of the room. “Yellow means slow down and Red means stop,. The one who liked your name. She's got a dick bigger than yours. She lives with a boss bitch that makes me look tame. That poor guy hasn't seen a pair of pants in two years. She brings him in for color and perms and he doesn't give her one iota of crap." Jolene I want you to go and gather your things from your room and take them to your car. The I want you to meet me in the restaurant."It was obvious she planned to control my whole day and did not want me to be wandering about the hotel. I went. They were taking turns fondling, licking and sucking my cock. My dream cum true."Now ladies. Don't fight over it. I'm sure we'll all get our chance," said Donna. Wow! I was wrong. That was my dream cum true! I hoped I was "up to" dealing with all this pussy. I hoped I could come up with enough cum to put some in each of these pussies. I'm usually only good for one shot, but then again I usually only have one place to shoot. Wish me luck, I said to myself. The girls all changed positions. Donna. They’d let me watch all the carnage, live, as it happened, in black and white never thinking twice. But on Saturday night at ten I had to go to my room, denied watching Marshall Dillon, Doc, and Miss Kitty correct the evils of the old west, as written by some screenwriter. It was all fake, the blood, the conflict, the death, the life, it was all pretend. Yet it was too violent. I had the last laugh though, because the next day on Sunday morning, while standing outside of church, I’d overhear my.