“Holy shit Michelle that was hands down the best blow job I have ever had,” I said breathlessly. “Oh that was only round one Jack,” she told ...e. “Bad girls get very horny when they suck dick you know.” With that she pulled her shirt off over her head exposing her tits again. I sat down beside her and grabbed one of her tits with my right hand. My left hand went around back to find the clasp and free her poor trapped boobs. She leaned forward to give me more reach and pushed her tongue into my. Next door was a bar with a bunch of motorcycles parked out front. No one was outside milling around, which I took as a good sign and decided to head into the grocery.When we emerged from the store, I was carrying two bags and Kristy was sipping from a glass bottle of orange juice. Her sleeveless T-shirt pulled tight over her breasts and failed to cover the top of her jeans, giving the world a glimpse of her soft, flat tummy. A scruffy, powerfully built man in motorcycle gear standing out front. I rubbed my eyes as I rolled over in the bed and looked at my alarm clock. 3:47 shone in bright red in the darkness as I tried to comprehend what I was hearing through the haze of sleepiness. "Wha... Why? Why are you calling me right now?" It's..." She paused for a moment and then she finally said the words. "It's your father, John. He's dead."My stepmother explained to me that my father had a heart attack earlier that night and by the time the ambulance had gotten to him, he was too far gone.. Tanner’s leash was tied to a post close to the gallows, where his exposure have him a good view of the strutting women in their tight riding gear, and they a good view of the standing erection which confirmed his pathetic pleasure as he contemplated his crushing defeat at the hands of womanhood. As the ladies sipped wine and patted their awaiting steeds, a great cheer went up as the doors to one of the larger slave housings swung open, and the severe crack of a bullwhip heralded the sadistic.