.. Jessie got absolutely nowhere with the little pile of emails, text messages and voice mail messages she sent off to some of the organisers of the T...en Beauty Pageant that were listed on that sheet of paper given to her by Arnold Berridge. She did end up getting more than just one automated reply but they were all in the negative domain. Oh, they all wished her the very best but were unable to do anything for her because of the strict entry requirements - the registration cut off date being. "No hands... just throat..."Her mouth opened in awe as she saw her hired-help help herself to her huge dick, stretching her mouth impossibly wide to accommodate the massive girth of the dick before her. She felt her maid's tongue caress the shaft and her teeth just graze her sensitive skin as she felt her maid's throat begin to pump and milk her cock for her cum. When one sensation caught her off guard, she immediately reached up and squeezed her tits, pulling on her nipples trying to increase. ’ ‘Why are you going to the airport?’ she asked. ‘Girl, will you never learn?’ Her father snapped, ‘You’re just like your mother. God rest her soul… she used to be the same way.’ ‘No, that’s okay,’ Hank said again as he finished off his coffee. ‘I have to take care of some business and I’ll be gone a few days.’ ‘Selling some cows or something, I suppose,’ Sarah quipped. Not missing the jab, Hank smiled, ‘Yeah, it’s a pretty big deal for me. But, you’ve got me pegged right. I’m just an ole. How could he be so cruel one minute and now be nuzzling me as if it was all a game of foreplay? “Relax, Suzie, relax.” He whispered in my left ear as he nibbled on its lobe. His hands explored my mid section, neither sexual nor threatening in his movements. I could feel myself thawing. My eyes roamed investigating my surroundings in the mirror. Without warning he pulled downward hard on my nipple chain. I screamed, a scream of absolute pain, horrible pain it ended in a whimper, as he whispered.