Cocks were still moving in her, changing all the time. The cocks in her were never the same, but her mouth and her pussy were never empty. She gave an...other groan, and this time the stilettoed woman responded.“Just listen to the little cock whore! She loves being spitroast. You could roast her for hours and she still wouldn’t be satisfied. So turn up the heat, boys. Shove your cocks as deep as you can in her willing holes. Roast the little cock whore!”What was she saying? Natalie thought. Then. Hope you enjoy it. I didn’t put much detail into the character’s appearance because I wanted to leave it to the reader to make the characters whatever was their ideal fantasy for a partner. The day was warm, in the mid-70s.The sun shined brightly outside and the sky had barely any clouds in it. A gentle breeze tussled the leaves on the aspen trees. The summer had been quiet slow and boring for Ashley. She was trying to save money for school and a car to get her there so she was working two. "Not bad," James said to me."Hah! I'm a dead man. The bodyguard still standing would have pulled his gun and shot me dead in that amount of time. Let me try it with the zi-wu now." You're just as stubborn as I am," James said. "With some practice, I could train you to do the job with a pistol." How long would it take? A week? A month?" Less than a month." Give me your best guess about how long Freemont will hang around Taipei," I said.He frowned. "No need to guess," James said. "Surveillance. You know that don’t you. She gets full spanking rights over you Marty. I really don’t want a discussion about it. 21 is old enough” Susie said, looking very serious now. My mouth dropped open but I couldn’t speak. “Hannah spanked you so what’s the difference? They are both 21. Both mature. Both far better behaved than you.” “It just seems different.” “That doesn’t make sense. Anyway, there’s another reason. I reckon I have gone soft on you. I sometimes even give you playful.