No sooner had I congratulated myself for humiliating the bitch than I heard the quick clicking of high heels behind me. "Hey, hey, who the fuck do you... think you are?" she shouted after me. I kept walking and noticed the few people around where staring in my direction. "I'm fucking talking to you dickhead!" she kept going, catching up with me now nearer the far end of the park, the people who were staring before had lost interest now (drunks shouting at each other in the streets a common sight. We just chose to remain silent about it.” Jean said as casual as if we were talking about the weather.Shock and guilt hit me again and I thought if I had to experience any more of it, they’d need a Defibrillator to bring me back to life. “The women in our family don’t keep many secrets and I had my suspicions long before my mother told me and the women in our family can’t keep their mouths shut when they’ve been drinking or are horny.” Jean said as my cock twitched again in her hands.Jean. "Ohh, Je-, Jenn, JENNEEEEEE!!!" which trailed off to incoherent babbling as Gracie felt her entire body being pummeled by Jenny's sweet cocoa cock. "FUCK MEEE, uhhhh yesssss FUCK MEEEEE!!!!" Gracie screamed -- meaning it, wanting it and needing it like nothing she had ever needed in her life. Gracie's eyes opened briefly and as their eyes met it felt like she was looking into infinity. "Make me your filthy, dirty, sissy faggot whore" Gracie whimpered and once again felt her head pounded against. She responded, “I do not care if that is what you hired me for. My contract says I am responsible for these people, and it doesn’t matter how much you debase me. I am going to do my best to make sure these girls are cared for.”“You understand that the last girl did nothing when it came to that aspect of the job. All she did was suck and fuck when she was told and how she was told.”“I don’t care.”“So, this is important to you then?”“These people should be important to you. Everything I presented.