“Poncho Bautista, the Great, Great, Great, Grandson of General Poncho Bautista.” Jesus shared.The man looked at his drawn gun. He put it back into...his holster. “Then it’s true. When I was your age, I witnessed a friend of mine murdered by a drug lord. His first name was the same as mine. I’m certain they killed him because they thought he was me. That night my mother prayed and listened. She told me I would see the General rise again. I would join him.” The man took a deep breath, “A few months. SHE BEGAN STROKING IT And it began leaking. My head was spinning with lust as I leaned over and began tongue kissing Ge'ogo, who had terrible breath. She laid him on his side with some force and began sucking the dogs big cock.She leaned over and kissed me with lustfull wet kissies and went back to the dog. I asked her if I could do it too amd she abided by making room for me and we both sucked and licked the dog kissing at the same time.Then I moved and began licking her very wet pussy. It was. She asks me if I would like the clamps removed and I thank her. She unclips them and a rush of pain comes when the blood returns to them. I cum again from this.The evidence of my orgasms is leaking down my legs. Its wetting the dirt of the stable floor. Mistress says that the men’s pleasure is evident from the amount of cum covering my body. She says that I look like a real pain whore. This cause me to cum again.She wipes some of the men’s cum up and offers it to me. I gladly lap it up off of. ”“Why?”“Because I helped a girl like you escape prostitution about fifteen years ago. And I don’t want to see that happen to you. How old are you?”“Seventeen.”There was no way she was seventeen, even allowing for how young Samantha had looked at seventeen.“Try again,” I said gently.“Fourteen. How did you know?”“Lots of time working with teenagers as a karate instructor,” I said.I gently directed her towards the west exit on the Adams Street side of the station, and when we emerged onto Clinton.