Jason noted that the gambling hall closed for the day (night?) at 5:00 AM, so he planned to show up at about 6:00 AM to relieve them of their daily ta...e before it could be picked up and taken to headquarters. Jason returned to Betty's place for a short nap and a little food before returning to the gambling hall as The Ghost.A couple of hours later, The Ghost showed up back at the gambling hall, but he was dressed in the nondescript clothes of a common working man. He would have been conspicuous. She wasmoaning when he turned her over again, thrusting her on to the table sothat she lay there wriggling on her back, her hands still cuffed to hersides, her nipples buzzing and throbbing in their heated arousal. Thesecond pair of cuffs hadn't been noticed as they dangled down from thebelt. Their tickling touch against her thighs, just another sexualdistraction. He bent her knees now, one at a time, bringing her ankles upto the cuffs and fastening them. It left her lying there on the. Then it happened, the horse above her snortted, and she fell forward, his cock swelled bigger than before, and he shot a powerful stream of semen into her. The last thrust had done it, she had accepted it all up to that point, but when he swelled to cum, he streched her past her capcity and tore her abused pussy slit. Lisa cried out to the top of her lungs in agony, but the horse let loose with another stream of semen, up into her broken vagina. The horse cum was stinging now, as it entered. Just not by a complete pisswad like Dylan.”“Y-yeah?” he stammered. “Is that why you -”“Kicked him in the sack? Yeah. Duh.” Her gaze moved to his bulge and her mouth dropped open a little as his dick responded to her words. “Did it just…?”Zach made a soft, incomprehensible noise as he stood there, frozen in place by the feeling of her hand on him. He hadn’t gotten laid in months. “I can’t control it,” he repeated, his mouth suddenly dry.Heather smiled, stepping closer to him, until her.