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“So what were the girls in thevfar east like?” shevasked oncevshe,d composed her self again. “Very pretty, especiallynthe vietnamese women and I...think they learn how to fuck before they learn to walk, even taught me a few new things.” “Like what?” she seemed curious. “Probably better to Show you.” “Okay then Show me?” “You,ll have to take your clothes off then.” “No problem.” Within seconds she was in the buff and except for a bit of weight she still had the body I remembered so well with those. Go easy with the name-calling, okay?" Stan nodded. "Frank," Paul asked gently, "why are you putting up with this shit atall? I mean, if you think she rigged the contest, why keep doing it?" Well, it's partly my fault." Frank looked down at the floor. "Shechallenged me to a wrestling match. Hell, I knew she could beat me --after all, she works out all of the time and lifts weights. But Iknew she knew it too. So I made the mistake of thinking it wasn't areal bet, or even a real contest. I thought. “Please Master, my pussy is throbbing. Please fuck me,” you beg.I only smirk in reply and step closer, grabbing you again.“You have to earn it,” I reply.This time I start more quickly. With each thrust I feel your throat completely give in. Thrust after thrust. My balls slamming against your face, making a total mess of it.You can feel your pussy getting wetter with each passing minute. Your juices are running down your legs. Your ass is involuntarily squeezing the plug. Your yearning and lust. “Okay, I’ve got her. Almost past selection. We have a bunch of those. Looks like pet food to me, given her age and all. We can release her to you. In fact, tell you what, Dave ... have you ever thought of servicing some of our processees for us?”“What do you mean?”“Okay. We do about 140 to 180 a day, with a five day workweek. Sixty percent is parts, ground round and pieces. Probably ten percent or so are spit quality, with the rest pet food. We could outsource some of this to you if you like,.