No, we didn't abandon New Mexico, nor did we sell the home we'd lived in all those years. We now split our time between the two locales, in effect, ha...ing our cake and eating it too.But I digress. This particular annual concert, being held for the third year on the Saturday during Labor Day weekend, was one of the foundation's chief fund-raisers. Lightning in a Bottle had also played at the first two. That made it a total of three gigs since we reunited at the talent show in 2007. We'd also. Let's end this now! I'm tired of my friends being hurt, instead we'll take the fight to them!" I fisted my roscoe and headed out the door.The goon outside started towards me as I came out the door. When he saw my roscoe, he started waving his hands at me telling me not to shoot. I almost plugged him because of what his buddies did to Mrs. O'Grady and her house, but I am just a little bit better than that. I don't drill anybody in cold blood.The back door to the Packard opened and Don Guido. Miss Stephanie is in front of me, arched on all fours, her croup streaked with whip marks; she gets her hot pussy fucked doggy-style, by the generous cock of our Mistress's second submissive, who joined us at the club, as she ordered him to; her big balls are firmly clamped in a cockring that compresses them so much that he won't be able to release his cock immediately.Miss Stephanie's nipples are also bitten with small pincers from which are hung small, light weights, in order not to deform. “Christ, does it run in your family?” He grinned as he eased our lips parted.“Run in the family?” I questioned.“Your sister is the same, you both give a magnificent blowjob!”I couldn’t believe his words, I’d considered that I’d not done bad for my first attempt, I didn’t realise I was that good.“So, now you owe me then?” I smiled up to him.“You mean it don’t you! You really do, we’ll have to see about that though. I mean with you it could be jail bait!”“I feel quite honoured!”“Honoured, how.