“Go fuck yourself you boy whore, you know how much you love it”It felt exciting to be called that and I soon had the dildo on my bum hole. AS I pu...shed Tony shoved his fat dick into my mouth and throat. I was in overload with the feelings in my body. I was ramming the dildo in and out of my bum and writhing around and he was ramming his fat dick as far down my throat as he could get it. His bollcoks were actually hurting my face as they slapped against me and he was pinching and twisting my tits. The fact that I might get caught up with another was much more surprising.I am a placid type of person. I might have the skills to look after myself, but not much bothers me. So unless another stupid ape took a swing at me again for no reason, there shouldn’t be a reason why I would be involved.Also in the back of my mind was the suspension issue for fighting, I wasn’t likely to get away with fighting another bully as easily as last time.I also didn’t think anyone would be rash enough to take. Are peoplepersuaded by hard selling or more subtle persuasion? Do they respond tomasculine certainties or feminine detail? Do they listen to a moreauthoritative male voice or a more reasoned female one? Jack can intuitthis in the behaviour of all of his clients and is a master at adaptinghis behaviour as conversations progress, and as his understanding of thecharacters he is talking to deepens.Jack's other talent is the one that really makes his business the runawaysuccess that it is. It is. "Relax that sphincter now, girl," she said as she went over to the supplies Daphne brought in. "Cause this might hurt a lot if you don't!"When Rachel turned around, she showed the toy that she was going to stick up Jessica's ass: a metal pear of anguish! She demonstrated what turning the knob of the pear would do: slowly the leafs of the pear spread out extremely wide like three petals of a devilish flower. Jessica's eyes widened. She had never had a pear of anguish in her pussy, let alone her.