“Do your worst,” I said, “bitch.” I got back down on the ground. Slap! I won't lie; it stung. Slap! She alternated sides. Slap! Slap! My dic... twitched. What the fuck? I heard her sniffle. She was crying a little. “Hey, we can stop this if you want.” Slap-slap! My dick reacted like there were two chicks fighting over it. I heard her sobbing and my dick continued to stiffen anyway. I prayed that she wouldn’t notice. Slap! I felt my balls and dick fill up. I tightened my groin. Slap! I couldn't. It will have to be that smart-ass client of her father’s – that blasted Fenton Archer McDonald Murdoch, a name that sounded straight off the list a defendants appearing before the Criminal Court. Liberty briefed the executive members who’d gathered around Sally and her. They were relieved to be told the fight had only begun. As they began leaving Liberty looked across to where she last saw her father, wondering if he’d like lunch. But he’d gone, she saw him and Fenton walking from the hearing. Valmr's eyes went wide as he felt warm spittleon his tight tailstar like a sickening slime, it oozed and ran down his ass pooling at the base of the wooden table. Valmir bit down onto the bit and squirmed as the Barbarian threw his head back in sickening laughter as two huge fingersdug into the equines insides violating him inch by slow agonizing inch.The crowd yelled out jeers and catcalls as ale was passed around to rile the audience up. "This ought to be a good show!" Cried one. "Show that. His shoe under my chin as he lifts me back up. I turn to face him and his fingers find my lips. I taste myself on him as I greedily suck, and he finally invites me to take what I wanted in the first place. I do, swallowing him hungrily all the way to the hilt. He's not the only one who knows what he's doing. He pats me on the chin, and I go to work running my lips up and down, pausing now and then to give the head of his cock the attention it deserves.And then I hear it, unmistakable moaning.