Go for it.” And he hung up.John came back with my glass of wine… and the bottle. He held it out but just out of my reach. The bastard want’s me ...o get up.Fuck it. I got up and sat on the side of the lounge chair. I took a big slug of the wine and lied back down on my back. Now I was shaking.He poured a line of oil from the middle of my throat down to my clit… slowly. When he got to my clit, he let the oil fall one agonizing drop at a time. When one hit it dead on, it was like a mini orgasm.When. We are living at an old fashioned house surrounded by our plantation land. Life was much more good since we bought this land and shifted almost four years back.Living permanently at such a place is not easy for most city grown couples. But, luckily we both love this place very much, we enjoy a fair income from this land. I am a man of a natural lifestyle and Sabitha also has got adapted with me. I think I m a perfect man by all means except onething… I am a pervert in sex !! But I had never let. The old men could still shoot arrows, so they were assigned the job of last ditch protection for the women and children. Us younger men rode about 50 yards away from the gathering and prepared to fight, first with our missiles, but later on in a hand-to-hand battle if we could entice or trap the Comanches into that.The dependents and the horses were placed on the highest hill in the vicinity, but even that was not very high. However, every slight advantage was worth using. We had barely taken. Izzy soon had another orgasm on my cock. I didn’t think women were supposed to be able to have orgasms from a vaginal fuck, but Izzy seemed to be another exception. I lifted her off of my shaft and sat her on the sofa beside me.I started to finger her slit as we kissed. I soon had my right hand completely inside her – an amazing feat given her size and the span of my hand. Izzy came from my G-spot stimulation as I fanned her clit with my left hand and sucked on her nipple.A few moments later.