"Of course, over time it gets a reputation. Kind of like Cohen's Pub for the ladies." What about Cohen's Pub?" I asked, which I knew by reputation was... a sports bar in a seedier part of town."White sluts, usually married white sluts, who want black cock go there. The color of their nylons defines what they are into," he explained."Wow," I said, even as an image of my wife going to such a bar popped into my head, "apparently you learn something new every day." That we do," he chuckled."I need to. Randy kept his gaze fixed on Jimmy's, simply admiring the fierce cowboy.Never did Randy gag, his throat could take on Jimmy's manhood any day. His tongue teased the hard, veiny flesh, and his warm mouth made Jimmy feel all the hotter. Jimmy's hand could have braced Randy's scalp from under his hat, though Jimmy chose not to. Jimmy swung his head back, moaning out to the sun with this orgasm. It was a well-deserved mouth present, that's for sure.Hot semen shot into Randy's throat from this wild. “Seven. Miss Concannon.” Joanne said, totally oblivious to the sniffs and sobs coming from the prisoner lying before her.“Smack!” The strap connected once more.“Eight. Miss Concannon.” Correction Officer Wilson adjusted her hold on Maddy and looked over to Laura who brought the next stroke crashing down.“Smack!” It landed loudly on the centre of Maddy West’s red and sore bottom.“Nine. Miss Concannon.” Joanne Wilson took a deep breath as the strap came down once more.“Smack!” Laura Concannon. I had to be if I wanted to survive the Empire of Shizhuth. And I would. I would fuck lamia and naga over there. I would bugger their fucking serpentine empress herself. It would be glorious.“Wash her off,” I ordered the two other rakshasas. “Naryu, make sure Lavhi helps. She doesn’t get to feel her vibrator until that cunt is pristine.”“Yes, Master,” moaned Princess Naryu. She nudged Lavhi.“Yes, yes, Master,” Lavhi moaned, her eyes staring up at me. “Make her clean. We’ll do it. She’ll be nice.