This particular hot Saturday he had been cleaning out the stable for far too long. She wondered if he was Okay, it was quite stifling in that shed. ...e may have become faint. Mrs Jones walked over the paddock and peered into the stable, he wasn't there. He must be in the tack room. Moving deeper into the shed she heard something slapping round the corner. Peering round her eyes were met by a huge shock. The boy was masturbating, obviously bored with cleaning the horses out, was. .a guy cme in saw him look a the stall wall he peeed and left right after that anothe gzy came in he look at the hole to he turned aroundandI saw a long black cock the guy took afew stepps to the stall and put his cock through the hole I reached over and startef to strock it he pulled back and kept strocking then he put it bach through and said put it in you mouth witch I did he cummed in my mouth and I swallowed it tasted good he left I pulled my pants up and went out the bartender looked at. "Nichols hung up the phone with a decisive click. "That takes care of our Mr. Bradford, once and for all. But what about you?"Debbie didn't know what he meant for a minute. Then it hit her. She could sue the team. She could make millions off this. But something about the way the man spoke told her that wasn't the best course of action. She could get more in the long run by going along with him."I... I joined the cheerleaders for exposure. This wasn't the type of exposure I meant." I know," he. ”“For most people held in the Lambda’s grip, however,” he continued as he turned back to face the crowd, “there is no escape from the pain.”“Oh!” missy said aloud. She then continued silently, “He’s telling me how I can get through this.” She tentatively ground her crotch against the metal pole. “This could work... or at least I hope it will work.”William reverted to his ringmaster voice and cried out, “Ladies and Gentlemen. You are about to witness an attempt at a record. The Whipmaster’s.