So stop with the fucking excuses! You’ve done it. You’ve gotten fucking high. You fucking like it Joe. I think it’s your fucking drug of choice!...Mine too, goddamnit! You keep going and you’ll get your fucking experience. Becoming a fucking junky. That’s what it comes to. That would be your war. Your jail.”“Yeah.”“Moe was right. It scared her away, Joe. She asked you not to. Not to snort coke. Not to shoot dope.”“She told me not to.”“Because it scared her Joe. She could tell you liked it. And. I sucked and licked between her toes, wanting to stay there until I got the job done. I could hear a small moan. Then she seemed to wake up and leaned over and took me by the shoulders and laid me down beside her."Still the little devil, aren't you?" she said. Resting my head on her shoulder, stretched out beside her, feeling the length of my body pressed against hers, I pressed harder and said, with a little exhalation, "Yes, Mommy." Well, baby, now I want you to tell me everything. Tell me. Jenny was not ready for it, but could sense it coming, and pow, Sally was moaning as she kept humping. She began to convulse her body as she humped due to the extreme tickling of her pussy, but she did not want to stop, then, did. And laid back and slid back into the water, pulling Jenny to her.She pulled Jenny’s cum soaked pussy to her and began to lick her own juices off of her and let her own cum drip down her chin. I moved over to Jenny and began kissing her bubbly ass. I could sense. Being walked naked through the sun-baked streets on a leash was nothing new to him- he had suffered this humiliation many times- but he was usually told where he was going, and this as all so abrupt. The big woman was also very stern this morning, whipping him at every opportunity, should he stumble or not move fast enough. Where was he being taken? He could only surmise as he was whipped through the familiar whitewashed streets and squares of the old town in the blazing morning sunshine. His.