Each morning after her enema one of the lads would rub suntan lotion all over her ready for the day. The lads had permission to use her whenever they ...ant usually once a day. Each evening her tackle would be removed, and she would be brought back to the house and showered. Adam asked do all your pony girls get the same treatment and he told him only two up to now have lasted a couple of days, that is why I had the contract drawn up. Pedro took them out for a meal on Saturday night and she spent. Certainly some guys found out and for the most part they thought it was funny and cool. But a lot of the gals she told (or who heard through the g****vine) saw me as untouchable - lest I cum all over their parents furniture or clothing. The next times I got hand jobs or blow jobs I did my best to try and cum quickly before I could 'build up' a massive shot. Additionally, I would somewhat use my kegel muscles to try and suppress the velocity. This would somewhat work, so I was at this point. “You fallen asleep down there, or what?” she asked.I needed no further encouragement and gently kissed those pretty pink lips, all the way along, before taking one into my mouth and nibbling at it. I gave the same treatment to the other one and then lazily licked up and down, wiggling my tongue as I did so.It seemed to be having the desired effect, as she wriggled on the stool.She murmured, “Oh yeah, that is lovely.”I continued my gentle assault on her, making sure I took my time. I stopped for. He plays on his phone, smokes his cigar, drinks his coffee. My head is heavy and I can only look at myself in the reflection. I'm pathetic. He canes my balls again. I see myself in the reflection as I scream. That's all I can see is myself. I'm so fucking pathetic.He canes my balls again. I scream. He canes my balls again. I scream.He takes a drag from his cigar, a drink from his coffee, and goes back to playing on his phone.I get a break but all I can see is myself in the reflection. I close.