He’s made no attempt to come to know anyone in town. He grunts, he nods, and he says the bare minimum. Shutting himself off has been deliberate. But...now, he is reaping what he’s sowed. He looks around the living room for weapons against any intruder. The poker falls to hand. He shuffles the dying embers of the fire, just to feel the meaty weight of the poker in his grip. It makes him feel better, stronger, but only temporarily. Before long, the agitated breaths start again, and his free hand is. However, I replied to her and after some casual talks, I asked where she was from. And the reply I got was a shock! She said she was from the USA. Now I was definitely sure this was some asshole pranking but still asked then why did she message me. She said that to give the feedback that it was a nice story. Frankly even I was not interested in her. A lady who claims to be from the USA and reads ISS is a strange match. However, she started asking some random question and I started answering. It was bigger than thelast and I touched myself as I orgasmed again. But nothing came out ofmy soft cock. I could feel the muscles contracting inside as I cameagain and again. I was moaning and losing myself with all the pleasure.The clerk was slapping my ass and pulling my cock and balls back towardsmy ass cheeks. The pain increased the intensity of this body shakingfeeling. Finally, he stopped and I tried to return to sanity. I lay onthe dirty concrete floor trying to catch my breath.I heard. ..." Christina signaled to Sasha with her eyes. Wendy was now feeling very woozy."Then just relax and do everything I say. You want to please me, don't you darling?" Yes..." Yes mistress?" Yes mistress." Thank you. Sasha?"The transsexual now held Wendy's hands from behind and quickly cuffed them. "What's going on?" Just a precaution darling. Now, face down on the settee and let Sasha have her fun. And darling .... you'll love it too..."Christina helped to hold Wendy down, muffling his cries for.