"Uhmmmm..." was all that Mansi could say as she devoured the delicious crap. She closed her eyes. She wanted to detach herself from the world. She did...'t want any distractions. Her only connection with the life was taste of shit in her mouth.Jiya stood up and turned around inspecting the work that she had just done. She was an artist, an sculpture critiquing her own work. Was the thickness uniform? Was the texture perfect? Was the color of her shit good enough for such an art work? Could she. "Keep workingon the jumping bean. I am going to take Sir George's boy to start somemind-sex training with him" With that he literally pulled me out from underJuan by my legs and led me on my leash to another part of the room. He hadme jump up on a leather table. With me in doggie position he took my cock inhis very warm hands and started pulling it sensuously. Are you thinkingabout your Sir, pup?" i knew that i was not expected to speak with words soi yapped in assent. He said "Good, I want you. I put my helmet back on, going through the motions, but feeling nothing. I climbed in, strapped in, hooked up my radio, and told them to start me. I screamed out of the pits, and within ten laps, I was within last year's pole speed. I knew I could find a little more tomorrow morning before qualifying. I pulled into the pits and shut it off. Ronnie was standing there."Get on the golf cart," he said. "Jack's going to take you over to the (Ronnie's) helicopter, and it's ready to take you over to. He needed to think about what Tommy was going to do, if he and Jennie got back together. He mostly needed to think about whether it was all worthwhile to go through it with Jennie again. There was something special about Jennie, and it was more than just the sex.Jessica had given him sex too, but it wasn't the same as it was with Jennie. He decided to call Jessica before he thought too much about any of the rest of it."Hello?" Jessica, this is Mike." Hi Mike. What's up?" I know this will sound.