Pull back, let her get a little air. Not too much, push back in. It's a lot easier this time, isn't it? Plug her throat until you hear that retch a...ain.Keep going like that. Tell her that Mommy was a frigid bitch who never let you do anything like this. Tell her that you're going to make sure your daughter doesn't grow up the same way. Warn her if that she pukes on your dick, she's going to be very sorry.And now make her puke. Just keep doing what you're doing. She can't hold out. "Why are you naked, if you have clothes?" I knew that I had to have aid if I were to survive. What better way to attract attention than to remove my clothes?"I had to admit that she had a point, but I was stunned that she would have the guts to do it.I suggested that she get dressed and then we would resume our discussion. She left to dress and I dismounted and loosened the cinch to give my horse a breather.When she returned, I asked if she would like to proceed to the next town. She agreed. . They hire people straight out of high school because they are men with huge muscles and ignore us women who actually have a degree.Either way, she was actually happy where she was. The older man and woman who ran the little shop were extremely nice to her. The store was decked out like one of those goth/gag stores where there were beer bongs, board games, t-shirts,and of course all sorts of sex stuff.Mia wasn't a prude, far from it, in her personal life she was hugely into the kink scene. In. It left me feeling needy and horny. Who the fuck was he? Did I care? Did I fuck?As soon as I sat down on the loo, I slipped a finger into my now sodden pussy. It sucked them up as if they belonged to someone else. Him. I closed my eyes and allowed myself a little play before I did what I had to do.On my return journey, I noticed he was looking the other way. I headed towards him, coughed loudly and waited.“May I pass?” I asked; expecting his leg to raise suddenly so that we could perform the.