My wife was making love to Michael, my beautiful goddess riding a hunky, hairy guy, not only enjoying the sexual energy with him but also allowing her...love, feelings and emotions to be exchanged with him. Her tight ass was sliding down over his crotch, her hairy pussy filled by him. His cock looked so wet and beautiful as it slid into my wife, and her asshole puckered outwards within her brown eye, seductively moving, as my wife moaned and panted with sweat, his arms around her and their. " You ought to what, Lucy, start acting like the lady of the house? You gave up that title when you declared your servitude to me. I'm the lady of the house. Get used to it!" You're not the lady of the house. I won't-Barry won't let you. He told you to leave me alone. I'm going to tell him what you said." Lucy felt near tears.Karen laughed. "I'm going to tell him what you said," she mimicked. "You sound like a little girl. You and I know that if we hadn't been interrupted this morning I'd have. The Judge feels like we should be somewhere secluded and arranged a villa for us over on Saint John. Everything has been arranged, including a seaplane to take us there."She pointed at an odd looking plane with wings and pontoons and started towards it. It was old, loud, and roomy. We were jostled around way too much, and once I hit my head when we bounced through some turbulence. Catherine was holding me when we dropped and my head banged on the fuselage. She shouted to the pilots to take it. "It was getting late in the day and with the sun going down, a coolness descended on the pine forest. Luke built a campfire close to when the injured man lay. He noticed that Elwood had emptied the flask, so Luke got a bottle from his own saddlebags."This ain't as good a whiskey as what was in your flask, but it'll do. Was savin this to celebrate gettin a job," Luke said and handed Elwood the bottle. "Reckon the ride to Wickenburg can be considered a job." That stage robbery started my career.