There is a bit of a commotion at the door and a lot of swarthy looking men are seen loitering by the entrance to the restaurant. Apparently they are a...touring Latin dance troupe from south America who have just finished their show for the night and the restaurant owner seems to know them. They come in and a few of them head straight for the bar and I can see you busily mixing and shaking the cocktails. Most of them move straight to the dance floor though, and start showing off their moves,. As usual I started by attempting to cultivate tavern owners or the girls who worked at the inns, at least the pretty ones and those that I hoped I could trust as well as mount. I also found a few patriots in the tobacco shops and bootmakers' stalls and one bookseller. But that town was full of Tories, and the local farmers were much more willing to sell their produce to the British for gold than to Washington's quartermasters for paper.One of the best things about that assignment was that I. I was still into my fantasy, and would sometimes imagine my wife was forcing me to eat her lover's cum from her while I brought her to her next orgasm. I imagined she was forcing me to be her cuckolded bitch. I imagined doing this a number of times before I got the nerve to ask my wife to call me her bitch. She didn't like it at first but I told her to play along and after a while she started to get used to it.A short time after that we were out drinking with some friends and were pretty drunk. Then the blindfold is placed over your eyes and secured, once in place my hands are placed on your hips and move softly upwards over your body, pulling you close to me as my hands begin to hold and caress your breasts. Holding, and gently grabbing, my fingers circling your nipples as they grow harder, all the time our bodies held together so that you feel how hard I am against you. You want to reach behind you and grab hold, or even take me in your mouth, to have control over my excitement, to.
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