I found a good book…a good cup of coffee…and a great place in the corner of the large couch to relax. The wooden pony had been adjusted until I was in exactly the right position. He had a little fat back guy with him dressed in a white lab coat. It was thin enough that the big dark tattoos showed clearly. I was already a victim of it. It is going to take a while.”
He turned toward the group,
“I want this girl to get attention while I am gone.”
He smiled at the two guys waiting for me, got up and walked away toward the bedrooms. I could feel his enormous member move deep against my cervix. Her scabs will come off over next couple weeks. I had gone just a short distance into the arena when there was a drum roll, louder circus music started and I got my first order from the jockey,
“Prance, you are going to prance.” And with that I heard his long whip snap in the air. Moments later my doctor came in with a case worker and a nurse to start procedures for my release.
