” Her face hardened and her voice became rough as she continued, “And I knew that despite now being a slave, 359 is as competitive as hell. So, I ...id a first-last bet. Everyone thought that because she was a degraded Mistress, she wouldn’t try. And they thought that because you were a male, you would run faster... or at least wouldn’t lose ” She laughed slightly again before saying, “I knew better.”I knelt there with my head down as the emcee said with great enthusiasm, “Our winning hamster. “What would you like to have to eat?” I asked, looking at all the food laid out on the tables before us. She surveyed the festival of treats and food before us and then wryly replied, in a low and suggestive voice, “How about you?”“Baby,” I replied, “I don’t know if I’d make a good eat. The old peg leg is a bit hard to chew on.”“That’s OK,” she replied, “I’m used to tough chews.”I guided Roxanne out of the Party room that was located in a large ballroom at a local hotel, and down a side hallway. ” “Carl, I don’t mean to hurt you, but we don’t see thatas a problem. Are you saying you don’t love our daughterenough for her to have another man’s baby?” “What? Sure I love her. B-But there are limits thata man can…” “Carl, love should not have such arbitrary limits.After all, do you know that one of the reasons shecontinued to see her men friends is because of yourshortcomings and inadequacies in the prick. Ashleigh gave my cock a peck before slowly accepting my length, inch by inch, into her warm mouth. She held herself down with my entire cock in her mouth for seconds on end before yanking herself off. She caught her breath and moaned with delight.She readjusted her position to where her ass was sticking in the air, which was still covered by the short black shorts. Her head was right between my thighs. Flashing her million-dollar smile, Ashleigh stuck her tongue out and licked my freshly shaven.