Sirens in the distance. I have Riley taped up – he’s clutching me and wheezing . . . I’m trying to get him into the recovery position without sp...illing his guts onto the lawn. “Jesus Boss,” he says . . . “Jesus Boss.” “It’s OK sarge. They’ll have you shipped in no time.” I love him. He’s a West Country man – unflappable – he knows how to work the boys – when to hurt them—when to let up – when to diss them – when to drop a kind word in their ears. We’re a group of terminal cynics. We have this. .. We deeply appreciate your professionalism, as well as your total discreetness."I thanked them for the business opportunity and we waived each other fare well. I opened the back of the wagon and I let the boys in. I hitched the wagon back onto the horses as we rode off to somewhere more private for me to do a quick study on these so called criminals. Once we rode far enough I halted the horses and hopped off to open the back where the boys were still in chains seated on opposite sides of the. The new cock is thicker as he pushes into my mouth and I suck him greedily. The man behind me keeps pounding away relentlessly, pushing me into the cock in my mouth. My pearls keep bouncing off my boobs as they manhandle me. “Fuck, I can’t hold it!” the man in may mouth shouts. His hands tighten on my head and he suddenly unloads a huge dollop of hot cum! Like a common whore I swallow him, tasting the salty goo erupting from his cock. The man behind me slaps my ass as his friend debases me with. " I walked in and he shut the door behind me. I didn't know what to say! I looked around for James, he wasn't there. Tyrone said, "James will be right back." I nervously stood there not knowing what to say or do. Tyrone just looked at me not saying anything either.I started to say something. Tyrone said, "Shut up." His hands were on the utility belt he was wearing that held his gun and other things a policeman uses.We both heard a key in the door and James walked in. He said, "I see you two.