"Stop, stop," she screamed, "You've got to let me go back." Shut up," said Leo, "You'll go back in the morning, when we've all had a piece of your act...on." No," said Jacqui, "You mustn't do that. That's rape." Very funny," Leo responded, "You're a tart in a brothel and fucking you is fair game for anyone. You can't hang your cunt out with a for sale sign on it and then say no."Jacqui then found her mouth stopped with someone kissing her and someone else was fingering her body under her dress.. But it kept him occupied until they made a turn next to a sign that said, "Hamilton Farms Raceway, Private." Hamilton slowed enough to wave at a security officer housed in a tiny building in the middle of the drive."You own your own racetrack?" Maddie asked."Well," said Hamilton, "officially, I'm only one of the members, but my family owns the property and we lease it to the club. My father is fond of saying that we could make more money putting the land in soybeans or corn. I guess that's why. ”Rita paused again while her friends all nodded emphatically in agreement.“So Tommy is making amazing progress. The Good Lord has seen fit to make things right by Tommy, I think. According to Becky, Tommy will be academically ready for college in less than a year. I think we need to make sure he is socially ready also.“So that’s where we are right now,” she said as she ticked off her points with her fingers. “One, our wonderful Tommy is a blank canvass. Two, he professed his love for each of us. It felt so great!’ ‘Excellent. Did you cum?’ I asked. ‘It took a while, but yes. His jaw started hurting and he reached for the vibrator on the table. He started using that on me. He really wasn’t all that experienced, but it was OK, it still felt amazing! I came again pretty quick.” ‘Wow!’ I said, feeling some stirring in my pants again. ‘So then I stopped him. I said that he’d done his job and it was time for me to pay for his services.’ she said with a laugh. ‘So I had him stand up, I.