His tongue and mouth found my nipples and he started to suck and pull on them. His hand worked down to my cock and he stroked me a few times, but prob...bly tell I was about to cum. He sucked his middle finger and then started to probe my ass. Another quick lick and he had his finger gently massaging my hole and then he pushed it all the way in. I couldn’t tell if it was pain or pleasure, but I wanted more. His warm mouth found my cock while his finger massaged my prostate. I barely breathed out. They said that was fine.When we got to Linda’s and after the usual hugs we were all sitting around her kitchen table, and I was asking them for some help in planning out a more professional version of the game I had made. The four of us went through the Thieves World book, and between the charts listed in there and throwing around some of our own ideas we came up with a simple one-page chart that had about forty different random encounters for a city on a single chart. About half of the choices. The women jeered and mocked at the new 'horse' as the gloved bitch attached a small two-wheeled chariot to his harness. She retained her tight jodhpurs, but removed her blouse; her large firm breasts pointed their excited nipples at the horse's back, visually demonstrating her feminine domination of the male whose sheathed cock bobbed excitedly with the sublime humiliation. A symbol of masculinity which would succumb to the prowess and power of womanhood many times that third day. The crowd of. Time to be a bad girl.Bree slowly walked up to the DJ."Excuse me," she said softly."Well, hellooo, sexy," he replied. "What can I do to you?"Bree nervously laughed. "It is my birthday," she said."HEY! We have our first birthday girl!" the DJ excitedly yelled. "Time to break in the whipping tree."Bree gasped and said, "The what?"Before the DJ answered a man suddenly appeared by her side and took her by the hand. He was in tight jeans and no shirt and had a wild look about him. He pulled her.