" He loaded the bags into the compartment under the rear seats of the carriage and Jenny and Chastity climbed in. A delightful looking woman in white ...odhpurs and tight velvet jacket and riding helmet smiled sweetly at him before climbing up to the driving seat, making sure to display her sumptuous and rounded bottom as she did so. He put his foot up to the step and got into the carriage. Jenny introduced him."This is Chastity; she has been in my household for the past seven years; she came. ‘Spit on it’ she demanded, and gagged me again. Linda came around and offered me some poppers. ‘Here, baby, this will help you.’ I breathed in real deep, held it, then exhaled. I could feel the warmth rush through me and I knew these poppers were much stronger than the one earlier. Before I knew it, Lisa was up inside my mancunt, stroking her cock deeper and deeper into me. Shari continued to fuck my mouth and talk nasty to me. ‘You like sucking my cock, huh, bitch?’ And she would f***e it into. Bruce picked up the pace and rammed into me so hard I was being shoved across the mattress with each blow. Suddenly Bruce growled 'I'm gonna fill this ass full'. And with a powerful plunge his cock sunk as deep into my rectum as possible. I cried out in anguish as Bruce grind deep in to my butt and I felt his cock explode as a powerful stream of his spunk struck the insides of my rectum wall. Bruce released my legs and they dropped down besides his thighs my feet wrapping around his ankle. We all have sponsors. It’s sort of… how it works.’ He nodded, glancing impatiently at the door, hoping to escape as soon as possible, I suppose. He mumbled, ‘I’m not really sure what a sponsor does.’ ‘Well… I guess I’d be someone you could call if you needed to talk about anything. Hey, we all know why we’re here. We have urges to… do things that aren’t good for us. Sometimes the best way to resist an urge is to talk to someone who understands… who’s been there herself. Someone who can talk you.