” And with that she proceeded to shove my whole eight inch dick down her throat.It was everything I had imagined it would be like. She was so good a... giving head, I thought I was going to explode right there into her mouth. Even if I did I was pretty sure that I would be hard again in a matter of seconds. There was no way I was not going to pass up fucking Jordan at this point. “Jordan I think I am going to cum!”“Good. I want it all over my face before I fuck the shit out of you.”That got me. Roberta gave me some last minute advice, and I was on my own and on my way to Jonesville, Virginia.If you ever get to Jonesville, do not blink. If you do, you will have missed it. Jonesville lies along Virginia Highway Fifty-Eight, which hugs the southern border that Virginia shares with Tennessee. There is so little there, when you get there, that you are tempted to keep going without giving it a second thought.Which is probably more than it deserves.As I drove into town I was struck by how. I wished I had had the walk tarmacked in happier times as the gravel was not kind to the bottoms of my feet. Behind me I saw first Judy and then Caroline following me.When I reached the stables, Jed ,Joe, Paul and Fred were waiting outside. Wordlessly Jed led me inside, placed a leather collar round my neck, straps around my wrists, and then joined the straps to rings at the back of the collar. He opened a stable door, pushed me inside, told me to kneel, then used a very short length of chain. "You know on that web site ConsGoneWild.com. Some kind of chat room or something," she said."Okay, well I just wanted to stop by and let you know where I stood with your friend," I said."Thanks, you staying for breakfast?" she asked."Yeah, I guess so," I said."You know Rachel and I fought about her going to that thing with you. Then that piece of crap convict shows up and she just left," Helen said.I went out into the dining room where I had the breakfast special and coffee. Helen's coffee was.