" Ganz so pessimistisch sehe ich es nicht, aber prinzipiell hast durecht. In deinem jetzigen Zustand d?rfte eine Pflegefamilie tats?chlichschwierig se...n. Aber angenommen, du wirst wieder ein Junge, dann s?he esnach entsprechender Behandlung schon anders aus." Bis es soweit ist, bin ich sechzehn. Wer nimmt jemand mit sechzehn?"Mom sagte darauf nichts. Mir war klar, warum. Sarah hatte recht. "K?nntesie nicht bei uns bleiben?" Sarah schaute auf einmal sehr hoffnungsvoll."Das sieht man, dass du. His cock was hardening, and he swallowed."It looks ... fine to me.", he managed."Thank you!" She turned to a small table and picked up a glass of water and something else, something small. She turned back to him. "Eddie, I have a big day planned for you, but could you do me a little favor?" Anything." You don't have to do this if you don't want to." ... Okay..." What was she playing?"You know I would never do anything to hurt you, do you?"That was an odd thing to say, but he nodded. She held. So the first lesson we learned for Vegas was to research dress standards, because there we did want to appear to be strangers.We ignored the other players who stared us up and down. One of the casino staff came rushing over to introduce himself. He was primarily talking to Prof and I didn't catch his name as there were too many distracting new experiences. He was a "Pit Something". It must be an important job, judging by his attitude. Although it appeared not to pay well, judging by his clothes. “So much good dickmeat fucking me . . . All that fuckmeat in my slut asshole, awwwwwwfucckkkitt!” Whack! “Ohhh, yeah, nasty cockwhipping . . . Oooo, bottom pussy, . . . it’s your pussy, baby, get it alll . . . ” Whack! Whack whack! “Y’all can dick me as long as you want . . . Can I suck it again? Please?” Whack whack! “Oooo, feel so fuckslutty being whipped with big hard dick . . . My Master knows I can’t—oh fuck, yesss, like that—I can’t get enough dick . . . He tells me I’m a greedy whore ..