I'm still cumming... oh fuck, oh fuck, ooohhhh... I then looked up and to my surprise, not only was the skinny bald guy waiting to get SUCKED OFF by "...ours Truly" but 7 more "Old White Dudes of various ages, shapes and sizes but they all had one thing in common... CUT, HARD-AS-A-ROCK WHITE COCKS!! (all the while little Old White Man in the Sling was playing in his CUNT and watching me!) So I SUCKED and SWALLOWED all eight of those waiting, willing CUT HARD WHITE COCKS!! They were all "Quick. You shoved your fingers far down my throat so I'm choking so j didn't expect you to really want an answer from me. "Did I tell you we were done yet?" You ask again, but in the same calm voice you used before. "No," I say choking and gagging on your fingers still, feeling you push them even further until you feel like I've had enough. Tears roll down my face as you look at me and then you smile sweetly and brush my hair out of my face and tell me to sit down. I do as I'm told and wait quietly. After about six strikes to each breast, she removed the riding crop from her boot she’d brought with us and very carefully laid three very, very, hard strikes with that to each breast, carefully hitting my nipple with each strike. Those did make me cry out, the pain flooding my body, while the effect of the cat would die off within 24 hours her riding crop marks would last 5 or 6 days. At this time this was harder than I’d ever been struck.But more was to come; she now had me take on almost a. Streets lined with dirty shop windows display wicker picnic baskets with embroidered linens in red checks, blue plaids, green calicos, and white with lace ruffles. Wooden bowls, platters, beer kegs, and figures of eagles and bears appear to be everywhere. Tattoo parlors advertise posters with various images of snakes, dragons, roses, eagles, and cartoon characters. Fluorescent lights illuminate the clouds of dust announcing the location of the main night life attraction, the bars. Upon entering.