We need this deal. You will do it for him too.”I turned my head and looked out of the window. There was a difference. The baron was a handsome, fit ...man. The Portuguese man was old, ugly, fat, and crude. But in the end, I suppose, there wasn’t really a difference. One cock was much the same as the next one. I was already learning that.I was wishing it would be that sexy matador, Miguel Coelho, though.I soaked for an hour in the tub of my en suite bedroom at Senhor Nuncio’s palace that night. I’d. His shaft was not that thick but he had an oversized head that barely fit in my mouth. I found it hard to lick him in my mouth because the size of his head so I alternating between sucking him in my mouth and licking his head outside my mouth. After a few minutes he withdrew his rock hard cock and offered to suck mine. I placed my dick through the hole and felt a nice warm wet mouth start bob up and down. It felt so good! I had to pull back a bit to try to slow him down. I was getting. ‘One stab right there and he will be a goner. Make sure you keep the napkin around the knife handle and take it with you after the stabbing. The two of them walked out of my cell. I was shaking. In order to be part of the group, I had to kill the man who raped me more than once. If I didn’t do it, I’d be thrown to the wolves. I sat in my cell trying to calm myself down till dinnertime. I was in line with my tray. I saw Chevez sitting where he usually sat with a few members of his gang. He saw. " He wanted to say 'conspiracy', but this was a recorded meeting. "They're in concordance with the FCC proposal," he finally temporized.Uncle Charlie nodded thoughtfully. "I recognized the Chief of Staff – he's kind of distinctive, with that van Dyke of his. So the other is the nation's chief tax collector? That was an even bigger meeting than I thought, and when I saw ol' Smitty in there, I was already prepared to bolt for Blairsville." He sighed. "Maybe I'm gettin' a mite old for this sort of.