Somehow, I now was learning, I had become part of this deal. Nuncio wanted to be a bull with me. I might have been interested—I was exploring my pre...ferences and the baron had helped develop those—but Nuncio was old and ugly—and fat. And he was hairy and sweated easily and he couldn’t keep his hands to himself.That’s how I knew why I was here. We sat, watching the many-faceted show in the ring, me being seated between my stepfather and Senhor Nuncio, and the man kept touching me. I looked over. It definitely had a calming effect.I walked over and held Sally's hand. "I've already called the Sheriff, but I need to talk to you in private before they get here, ok?" Sally nodded.As Sally stood, Beth gave me a warm smile and then patted Sally on her back. "It's going to be ok. Bruce will make sure. You and Jimmy are going to be alright." With that Beth moved over to Jimmy and rubbed his back.Sally and I went into my office. "If you want this to end, you are going to have to press charges. I. I asked what we were going to do with that, and he said I was going to fuck him with it, and I jumped up and down and clapped my hands, and said heck yeah. He put some pillows on the floor so his knees wouldn’t get hurt, and strapped the thing on me. I went and looked in the mirror, and laughed because I looked so funny with a big black co-k sticking out in front of me. He got down on his knees, and handed me the KY jelly, I was familiar with it, because he had used it on my asshole yesterday.. The top was V-cut to reveal her perky cleavage and tied at the waist before loosely falling around her mid-thigh. The garment evoked in Kyle memories of their first summers together, when her typical outfit was a light sundress thrown over a wet bikini.As she walked, the swish and sway of fabric revealed an absence of a panty line, and the hint of hardening nipples under the dress suggested her bra had been left in the bedroom as well. Becca stopped before reaching her chair and cleared her.