They were strong working hands, and they had certainly worked him over when she had repaid him in kind and explored his body. “Mornin’, pretty lad...,” Marty said softly.She smiled and squeezed his hip. “Yes, it is. I hate to be a party-pooper, but I have to get up and go check the horses and find out where the cyclone is,” she told him.He nodded and reluctantly let her out of his bed after he had kissed her. He watched her pick up her clothes and then she disappeared out through the open door.. She reached her hands behind her and traced her fingers along her panty hem. She followed the contours of her round cheeks and followed the black fabric down between her buttocks until her fingers touched the side of his head.She then started to play with herself, gently stroking her clit, until Sam had taken over. His touch was so much nicer, and she had rewarded him by spreading her legs wider and covering herself with lube.Sam had enjoyed it too, the thrill of bringing Donna to orgasm while. I was being used a living sex toy by numerous strangers and I was liking it!By the end of the night I was physically drained. My back and legs were aching from being in the stocks for so long and my sopping anus felt like it was hanging open. I could feel the cum seeping from me and forming a puddle on the floor and the inside of my mouth and throat had a sticky coating of mixed loads of semen. It must have been quite late when the party finished and eventually Steve returned. "It certainly. A couple of old curtains made a screen around the bed, and Morgan moved most of his clothes into his little bedroom space.They settled into a simple routine, Susan would look after the flat and took care of Morgan’s meals for him. Morgan worked all week except for the college course that Saul had arranged for him on a Tuesday, then he was out until nine in the evening studying computer maintenance. Morgan now had to work on a Saturday to make up his hours, but the day was spent maintaining and.