Tears pooled in my eyes. I knew I was not allowed to lift my head up, but I could hear what was going on around me, my mum was still crying out as I ...hink either my father, Grandpa or my Uncle Pete continued to pull on her titties as I heard her saying that her nipples were really hurting by then.My knickers were quickly pulled down and the blows started, I had 8 spanks on each cheek – and then hands pushed my legs apart and I was spanked between my legs – at this I screamed; not being able to. “Guess what? I’m in!” Riley jiggled up and down with excitement, her eyes proclaiming her joy to the whole room. “Look!” she squealed, holding up a letter, which she proceeded to read:Dear Miss Throstlethwaite,It was an unfortunate surname for Riley, thought Alison, as the girl could barely pronounce it herself. “That’s me – Riley Frosslefwai’,” explained Riley to Alison’s friends, before continuing to read, in her best accent:Thank you for attending your audition with Dr R. Dick on Tuesday 8th. The first one to catch his eye was a Mexican Vaquero saddle. He wondered how one of those got all the way here in eastern Tennessee. He immediately put that over by Ruth's saddle. The next one he found was a good western roping saddle. So two of the robbers must have been from west of the Mississippi. There was only one other good general purpose saddle, so he put that with his others and piled the rest on the bench at the back of the stable. There was one good Martingale setup with breast. Around 9pm I decided to take a shower. I got undressed and wrapped a towel around my thin frame. I walked out of the room and down the hall in to the community shower. I didn't take long. I was nervous about the "open shower" environment. As I showered, flashes of Marcus's body came across my mind. His voice echoed, bragging about fucking girls, and the details played back in my head. I found myself stroking my small 4 inch dick. I realized what I was doing, finished up my shower, and went back.