" Jessica shookher head slowly, exhaling. "But I guess that's part of taking myresponsibility, like you said all those years ago. I missed out on her,...nd you, and it was hard, dealing with some of the stuff I had to dealwith," she said, disgust deep in her voice. "It's all my doing." Jessicathen softened. "Despite me, and everything else, you did a great job,Ryan. I'm so sorry. How can I ever make it up?" Well, she still needs you. You can still have a relationship with her.You're not Mark,. .." Hassan paused to look at his stallion. The thoroughbred had wandered towards the stables and was nearly out of sight. Hassan spat on the ground just in front of master Charles. "Take the bitch then, curse you!" He glowered at the wretched slave standing in her own puddle. "And treat her harshly - the last time I was served by such an insolent cunt she filled the air with her screams for two days!"He watched the furious young man running after his precious horse then turned his attention to. “Alright, I’mma tag out here,” grunted the man ploughing her, “I don’t ‘wanna cum too soon – I’d rather savor her like she savored her fist.. in.. my fa– you know what I mean. Next!” With about as much grace as Brigitte had when she sent him back to his wife with a fat lip, the older gentleman yanked his cock out of her gaping snatch. Within seconds, dripping hole left was filled (and then some) by another cock. The second one slid in between her lips as casually as the first, as if Brigitte. Its quiet buzz filled the air.The effect on his syn was immediate. She whimpered, through the gag in her mouth, as the thing beat on the sore walls of her sex.This would be her seventeenth climax. He knew, because the computer knew. It kept track. Claude had set the stimulation to her arousal levels- whenever they lowered enough for another one, it'd start vibrating again.She hadn't eaten or slept since the incident.The girl still whimpered, but no longer as a result of pain.He idly glanced.