” He laughed.At the end of the dark area a large dumptruck had been backed in and as I watched, girls were being led there, turned about and shot in...the back of the head. Their bodies thumped into the truck bed.“Typical end of the line,” said the captain. “Most of these sluts are damaged in some way. You can have as many as you want for ten marks each, three for twenty-five.”“What’s that group?” I asked pointing at a line of young females who had been roped together.He chuckled. “Hunting party.. I think his big cock is beautiful, sexy, and scary as hell. But I’m not sure how to respond when a man asks me what I think of his cock.He said, “Don’t worry. Before long you’ll be comfortable with it. Now, why don’t you get better acquainted? Lean down and give it a nice kiss. There is absolutely no reason to be afraid of a cock. They were invented to bring you pleasure.”I glanced up at him quickly. Then I looked back down. He’s waiting patiently it seems. My hand is still caressing his. He knew he needed food, but that could wait. There were more important things waiting for him. He took a moment to briefly wash down his arms and body, knowing he was putting off the inevitable, but also knowing the longer he waited, the more strength he'd have to face what he knew was awaiting him.Finally he knew he couldn't evade it any longer. When he tried to stand, he realized he wasn't strong enough to do it for long, so he lowered himself to his knees, and again crawled, this time. I'll be thirty-five in February. I'm a Pisces." I'm twenty years older than you. Don't you think that's too much of a difference in ages?" Not the way that you just satisfied me, grandpa."She kissed me again. For a very long time.Finally, I broke the clinch and said, "Lets go upstairs and get comfortable."She gave me a pouty little girl look. "Why Mr. Johnson, what are you suggesting? Surely you're not trying to get me into your bed." Of course I am. Can you walk, or do I have to carry you?" I.