Bring it here and oil my joints so I can move again!" he said.Dorothy ran back to the cabin and grabbed the oil can and hurried back to the Tin Man. A...ter giving all his joints a good oiling, he was feeling much better. "Oh, thank you so much. My arms were getting ever so tired of being up like that!" he said."What happened to you?" Scarecrow asked. "I was made by the metalsmith that lived here. He needed someone to help with the labor, so he made me. I would cut the firewood and stoke the fire. I just stood there as they played with each other. Minutes passed with more kissing, touching and teasing. The way they responded to each other told me this wasn't a first for them.The chair in the corner of the room caught my attention. Intrigued at what would happen next, I walked across the room, dragged it over to the bed, and sat down. My cock was still full and stiff so I gently stroked it. Tongues on nipples and fingers in pussies brought more moans. Jenna switched places so she had. Along the wall behind the bar was a collection of BDSM toys and tools. I had observed several of these at places we had visited, but most I was utterly alien with. Rick, who I had learned on the local news today became instilled as Deputy Mayor today questioned what my poison was as he walked around the bar. I returned back to him: "Well first let me offer my compliments on your newest success, Mr. Deputy Mayor. To celebrate your accomplishment, I will toast a shot of tequila with you! As I am. With Molly's full attention on his cock, Dave was pretty sure she had her eyes closed as well, Dave used his left hand to rub her back and brought his right hand out and over her back. Behind her head, he let the glove hang down and got it organized so he could slip it on quickly. Dave stopped rubbing with his left hand, moved the glove from his right hand to his left and then slipped his right hand into the glove. He didn't get his finger through the small loop but he figured it was.