The two men have reached an agreement. And you... «were offered» to do something.

The idea that the valuable cargo of the caravan, which the Vultures gang and Mayor Mohandas Kshano are planning to rob, could somehow be connected with your father is rather naive.

The Wastelands are huge. Previously, you did not realize the colossal scale of these dangerous lands.

But now you are slowly beginning to understand it...

There is little chance that the mysterious valuable cargo of the caravan will be directly connected with your father.

However, you still have hopes of using this situation to your advantage: «What if I at least manage to escape from these raider bandits during the chaos of the active phase of the caravan robbery? Or will I be able to get hold of some useful weapon that will allow me to free myself and go south, closer to the region where my father probably disappeared?"

These assumptions are not without a certain logic...

Nicholas and Mohandas Kshano shake hands, signifying the conclusion of a secret deal.

"You know the price, Ace-****... Half of everything valuable your guys get will be mine..." - the words of the old mayor reach your ears as your lips continue to kiss the head of his big and smelly cock.

Ace-****...

Now you know the nickname of your current "boss", the leader of the Vultures gang.

Nicholas Ace-****...

The nickname sounds frightening.

You uneasily assume that soon you will experience the corresponding manifestations of the character of Nicholas.

In response to Mr. Kshano's words, the boss of Vultures grins cynically and says: "I agree to your terms... Accept my small gift for tonight, Mr. Mayor!"

The gesture of his hand points at... you!

A bunch of shocked thoughts in your head: "What does this mean?! I thought I would only have to give a blowjob for a couple of dozen minutes!"

You turn away from the process of cocksucking to say something...

However, before you can object, strong male hands pressed on the back of your head, forcing you to bend over and bring your face closer to the flesh of the male genital organ heated with lust.

Again, your nose felt the male smell emanating from sweaty hairy balls. To your shame, for some reason your mouth instantly filled with drool, as if from some instinct.

"Have a nice night, kid! In the morning my guys will come back for you - and for now you should help the gang with what you do well... Remember that each of us brings benefit to our gang with what we can do better, Jerome-Toy! Try to satisfy the desires of Mr. Kshano. In the meantime, I will do some planning and other important tasks. You don't have to answer, I see that your mouth is busy right now! Ha! Ha!" - these mocking phrases were the last thing you heard before Nicholas left the mayor's office, slamming the door.

The grip of muscular hands on the back of your head became stronger.

Apparently, any resistance can now only cause **** against you.

Therefore, you carefully began to lick the hot head of the cock with your tender pinkish tongue, from the hole of which a shiny drop of pre-cum oozed.

You felt warmth on your lips.

Your sucking of the cock continued...

You felt a salty taste that was becoming stronger and stronger.

The taste of a man's dick gradually becomes the dominant sensation which your taste buds perceive.

Your submission was not enough for the mayor.

He continued to behave with you more and more roughly, as if he enjoyed subordinating your body to his will.

He persistently pressed on the back of your head, forcing your lips to go lower and lower along the shaft of his dick.

Wet, slobbering lips slide along the hard flesh of an erect dick...

You used to think that in a situation like this, some sexy hottie-female would suck your dick.

But in reality, you yourself are in the position of a slut-cocksucker...

The awareness of the humiliation of the situation is destructive to your dignity.

But where does this strange, gradually increasing excitement come from?!

Your tiny penis starts to move in your pants...

And at this time another man's dick (a much bigger dick than your weewee) is resolutely fucking your mouth and your throat.

You are **** to stand in a humiliating "on your knees" position.

More and more saliva...

Shameful sounds of smacking and slurping fill the space of the office.

You try to swallow the saliva, but it doesn't always work.

Streams of saliva flow down your swollen lips and down your chin.

Viscous streams of saliva sway in unison with your rhythmic movements.

"If you touch the flesh with your teeth, you'll have fewer teeth, bitch!" - Mr. Kshano's unambiguous threat made you scared and try harder.

Up. Down.

Up. Down.

Your head is simply planted on the hard male flesh...

The shaft, about 19 centimeters in size, almost completely penetrates the depths of your throat.

It hurts...

You almost start to ****...

You have to breathe only through your nostrils.

The rhythmic smacking of your drooling mouth...

The rare guttural moans of a satisfied male, whose cock is almost completely immersed in your mouth...

Sometimes the male allowed you to free your mouth for a short moment to noisily catch your breath, blowing your hot breath over the member covered in sparkling moisture.

But after a couple of seconds you had to return to "work" again...

Again and again your lips, swollen from sucking cock, squeezed the hard flesh of the male genital organ.

You caressed this heated flesh with your tongue, kissing and swallowing more and more portions of pre-ejaculate.

You barely realize how long all this lasts...

It seems to you that it lasts a long time...

You have already tactilely memorized the shape of this large dick tactilely.

Your pants are wet in your groin area...

It's embarrassing to admit - but it's because of your own sexual arousal.

Suddenly, the man pressed on your head harder than usual, roughly pushing the head of his dick into the depths of your throat.

Strong fingers painfully grabbed your red hair.

Then the male froze for a second, literally tensing up with his whole body...

The first portion of hot liquid seemed to "burn" your throat.

A stream of cum "hit" your palate and immediately went further down the esophagus.

There was a lot of sperm...

You began to ****...

Luckily, the male soon pulled his wet large dick out of your mouth and slapped the head of his dick on your face.

Now your face is even more dirty...

Spit, precum, cum...

You're on your knees like a submissive bitch.

Slap! Slap! Slap!

Three more slaps of the cock head on your forehead.

The black eyes of the elderly male look straight into your face with some sadistic expression of self-superiority.

"Please..." - you manage to utter only one word of pathetic, humiliated plea...

"Remember what your boss said? "A gift for tonight"... That's who you are... I am used to using my property as efficiently as possible... I am a businessman and I think not only about fleeting personal pleasure, but also about more important things. Hey, guys! Come here!" - Mohandas Kshano clearly has ideas about what to keep you busy this night.

The door of the office opened and two muscular, armed guards walked in.

"We probably have at least a couple of elite clients in the saloon who prefer not female, but sluts like this... Tell them it's an "exclusive offer" for tonight only. Set the price at double the amount. Let this bitch bring me profit…” - the mayor’s words, permeated with the thirst for profit, contained a meaning that frightened you.

Muscular male hands squeezed your exhausted body and dragged you away from the office.

They dragged you towards the saloon…

It was almost night and there were no passers-by on the street who could see your pathetic appearance.

The face of a slut-cocksucker, wet from saliva, pre-cum and cum…

But the doors of the saloon are getting closer…

Now there are many “night” frequenters there.

And all of them will see your current shameful state.