He certainly seemed to be programmed to submit. Sweet! Indian sex Just pits and pubes. And he also figured out that the Dealer could never afford to let him go. My father might’ve never allowed me to have a bike, but he doesn’t get a say, anymore. The boy was to be sold, and the Dealer wasn’t willing to risk an incurable STD. These had not had an interest in belonging to a biker. He certainly didn’t have any other skills. And as terrifying as his future seemed to be, a sense of order was being restored. When you did the wire transfer for the bike, I got all your financial information. After that, the Dealer announced a price for using the boy, with the understanding that condoms would have to be used by anyone fucking that incredible ass. Reggie was in heaven!
