Jenny started crying again as soon as she saw what was in the envelope and realized that it wasn't over. I started to put the letter down and go to he...r but she asked, "What does it say?"I turned back to the letter and read it quickly. It explained that in order to repay the people of Tenerife for the inconvenience we had caused them we would be given part time jobs to earn some extra money. Our part time careers were to be under the control of a Mr. Jeffrey Eng. His address and phone number. Scowling Beth answered, "Yes most of the men expect me to earn any money on my back because I don't have a family, money, or a trade to work with." So you feel it's up to you to lighten the pockets of people passing through the city," continued Wolfgang smilingWhen he said this, he noticed that everyone was trying to avoiding his eyes."So they are all pickpockets. I bet they know a lot about the city, " thought Wolfgang."Tell you all what, it's getting late and I need to go to bed, but as you. "It was true. I looked down at my cock. It was still hard. Its mushroom head still glistening where the precum had dribbled out during my jack-off session.I was about to say something when, with one hand (he still had his phone in the other), he slid down his shorts with his underwear and stepped out of them. Shocked by this action I moved my eyes from his shorts on the floor to his cock, which was eye level. My breath actually hitched involuntarily. His cock was beautiful. It was still soft. They need no response from you. Find a gag and put it on.” She watched as he turned to obey, smiling with satisfaction as he selected a large ball gag that he could barely get his teeth around.He buckled the strap behind his head.“One more notch, please,” Allison scolded and felt pleased with the grunt that came from Gordon as he pulled the gag’s strap tighter. She gestured to the vaulting horse that Cerys had bent Gordon over on their last encounter. “Over that. Bend down!”Ignoring the ropes.