While she was engaged with the pimp she had lost sight of the other guy who she was soon to find out had taken up position behind her. She told me she...felt him touch her ass and she just ignored it. At this point the pimp had her by the hair and was holding her head onto his cock. She couldnt really move without him pulling her hair. That is when she felt the other guy pull her dress up. She was able to say a garbled "NO" but the pimp laughed. She was now a bit scared and thought she knew what. She kept her horse in steady motionand did not let it to move too fast.Though it was almost too much for me; I ran like a madman but still I had difficulties keeping up with her.She let me run for almost fifteen minutes before wearrived at a some kind of barn. She lowered herselfoff the horse and walked to the barn door.The barn seemed quite modern and recently built, it was made on wood and concrete and had no windowsin it.The girl unlocked the barn door and pulled it open.She turned to me and. It was all too much for poor Jason. The sight of his mother's swollen womanhood and the incredible teasing and tickling she was giving his engorged aching balls with those unbelievable fingernails of hers sent him right over the edge of the yawning abyss."Oh mom," he said releasing the breath he had been holding for what seemed like an hour, "Oh, mom. I'm cumming! I'm cumming in sissy's panties" and as he opened his mouth to gasp, his mother pushed her drenched gusset into it. He sucked hard on. I had a message to call my brother but I’m studying. I was going to call him tomorrow after my last exam.”“Stephanie called me. I just got off the phone with her. Josh Benton was killed by another prisoner.”“What?!” she gasped.“Apparently, another prisoner, who knew one of the girls who was raped, stabbed him. It was in The Enquirer.”“I don’t know what to say. I can’t celebrate the death of another person, but I can’t say I’m sad.”“I, on the other hand, would happily dance on his grave, and I.