’ said Stockton. ‘As to meetings… this one is over.’ ‘There won’t be any debates!’ called out Hammonds as Stockton turned to go. Hammond... stood up. ‘You just don’t get it, do you Stockton… it’s over. Jared is going to be our nominee. Now you can play ball, take the consolation prize he’s going to offer you… or you can do it the hard way. And if you do it the hard way, then what I told you a few minutes ago will be true: you will be finished in State politics.’ ‘So, Sean… what’s it going to be?’. My mind was racing as I tried to guess what he was up too. I was counting steps and trying to determine if we were headed to the house or out into the pasture or maybe towards the barn. Instead I was told to watch my step was I was lead up the short ramp. The sounds, the smells, the incline all told me that we were going into our horse trailer. He spun me around a few times even allowing my body to brush against the other occupant of the trailer, to my surprise, one of the horses was already. The room stank and I gagged. I couldn't tell what - sweat, cum, old rotten food, something else. And a horrible overlay of strawberry scented air freshener. I leaned against the door, weak with nausea.Diamond Doug motioned and I turned my head. The door to the bathroom was open. A haggard and emaciated woman was sitting on the toilet, dress around her waist, head lolling forward, legs tightly together. Doug called her name and she turned her head anxiously. "Did you bring me somethin', honey?". Her hands were running on top of my dick through my jeans.About halfway through the journey, when the traffic was less, I asked her to change her clothes. She was worried that people passing by might see. I asked her to move to the backseat and change. She jumped to the back seat from the front and as soon as she turned her firm tight ass, I gave it a slap.Instead of books in her bag, Priya had a top and a long skirt. She started removing the pants of her uniform churidar while keeping the.