Sometimes the bull wins.A Jewish bookie was at the races playing the ponies and losing his shirt.He noticed a Priest step out onto the track and bless...ed the forehead of one of the horses lining up for the 4th race. Lo and behold, that horse - a long shot - won the race.Next race, as the horses lined up, the Priest stepped onto the track. Sure enough, he blessed one of the horses.The bookie made a beeline for a betting window and placed a small bet on the horse. Again, even though it was another. "She blushed pink lowering her gaze to her feet," I'm not pretty like the other girls are." he sighed" no sweetie your not pretty, your simply beautiful, and they know that so they pick on you." she smiled softly then looked at his dick again" What do I gotta do?" he smiled and lowered the lid flushing the stool and sat down on the top" You just need to let me enjoy your pretty body for a little while, and before you go I want your panties, there cute." she blushed " there old" he shrugged" I. . she knows me. It's why I'm on her chain. It's why I will submit to her punishment.We walk into her bedroom. She guides me in and stands me in front of the mirror. The music makes me compliant, the softness of the light is soporific. She points to the full length mirror.I look into the reflection. I see her looking at me in the mirror. She's taller than me. Her hair is golden and is cascades over her shoulders. It shines against the black leather jacket she is wearing. Her lips look soft, but. "Please don't go out again, Gavin," she whimpered."I'm afraid I have to, baby. If I don't go out tonight and hit the next drugs house they will have too much time to find out how I managed last night's attack and get themselves ready for me. I need to hit them again as soon as possible."He tried to continue to reassure her, stroking her hair now and enjoying how soft it felt. He brushed the hair from her slender neck and dipped his head to kiss the tender, sensitive skin just below her ear. He.