During my second year we became friends, well I was assigned under her tutelage, on stable duties, and being three years her junior, she felt it neces...ary to teach me the facts of life, as, 'If you stay here much longer, you will have to shag them fucking jockeys', she paused before adding, 'they will expect it, and you will do it'. So endeth the facts of life.By then I was now riding and as any girl will tell you who mounts a horse, your cunt will ache for months. Beth commented that Jockeys. The sobbing child abruptly turns around and leaves the stage. The audience murmurs and the band looks lost. They start to do a rambling jam, not any song that either or both children have ever sung on stage. After a few minutes Paul walks back onto the stage and picks up the microphone. The audience applauds loudly.PAUL: I’m sorry. Boys are supposed to be brave. No boy wants to say that he isn’t as brave as a girl, but I’m just not as brave as ... as Paula. I can’t sing that song, but I can. Continuing on my journey down your twitching tummy, my skin never leaving yours, stopping short of your raised, exposed sex. Placing a pillow under you, I raise your ass further off the sheets, ensuring your comfort, and easing my access. I position myself between your legs, staring up at you. Your engorged clit stands erectly, separating our gaze, in desperate need of my wet mouth. A glistening stream of desire trickles from you, inviting me to taste. My hands grip your peachy cheeks, thumbs. One was fucking her mouth and the other was pounding away at her young pussy. Shelby’s beautiful long blonde hair was swaying back and forth, as the men rocked her sexy little body between them.Callaway had saved the young teen. He had rescued her just in time. Shelby never knew that the men had sold her and that she was going to be put on a ship the very next day to be taken overseas, never to be heard from again. She would have no doubt have been the Captain’s plaything for a while and then.