I’m kidding. Enjoy! *All characters in this story are 18 years or older* PREVIOUS — Chapter 9: Oral Reports CHAPTER 10 ‘ ‘Friendly’? Oh...yeah. She’s friendly, all right. Especially if you have a penis. C’mon, Kel. She’s been here for less than a year. How many guys do you know that she’s given head to?’ ‘I don’t know. I guess I’ve heard-.’ ‘I could probably name ten before you finish drying your hands. And from what I’ve been told she was the same way at her old school. Blew like half the. Slowly and gently easing this slaves mouth down your cock, sucking hard, letting you feel the warmth and wetness of the mouth of this slave; letting you enjoy the feel this slave’s tongue rubbing your cock as it goes deeper. Slowly, this slave girl moves down on your hard cock, going all the way to the base sometimes, but not consistently... You moan each time this slave girl presses you deep into the slave’s throat. Your hands grab this slave’s tits and feels the nipples get harder...you. Sorry, men. This one shouldn’t take very long. It’ll be a lot faster than Mountainside City was. We’ll just be in and out in no time and then we can head home.We left Mountainside City in ruins, at least the waterfront and the area for several blocks along the Royal Road between the main waterfront plaza and the Prince’s palace, as well as several other areas where we had sent raiding forces. The survivors could squabble among themselves to decide who would be in charge of what was left.We. "That's where things get interesting." More interesting?" There were only two people who knew. You're talking to one. The other has long since disappeared, the woman who escorted me to Pecos County." Why?"That was a big question."Law enforcement in California knew I'd been relocated, but not where. With a new name, and the records removed, they had no way of tracking me. Judge Upcott and Sheriff King knew I had been relocated and given a new name and birth date, but no idea who I was before or.