He was laughing and crying, tormented by the combination of tickling and the pain in his balls. He was trying to pull his legs up to protect himself f...om the tickling but Luke and one of the other football players held each end of the broom, preventing Brian from curling and spinning while the two young women had their fun. Finally after a few minutes and with tears streaming down his face, the two women stopped and made room for the next tormenter. A tall middle aged woman with black hair,. Now he sees me and Brindy, and I know that Brindy excites him, too.I come back into the bathroom as he is finishing her hair."There you go, Brin," he says."Thank you, Dave. Help me stand up. I seem like I'm getting more sore with every passing minute." That's normal, Brin," Dave said. "I've been through that myself. We'll pick up your prescriptions on the way to Gary and Carlie's. You can take one then."Dave and I both helped Brindy dress. I helped her walk out to the car. She started to get in. “You’re sure about this?” He wanted to fuck her brains out, but he wasn’t going to do anything until Abby told him exactly what she wanted. She opened her legs in response. “I may be absolutely crazy for saying this but I want you, so bad.” Brian leaned in and kissed her hard. Abby bit his bottom lip and pulled it slightly. She reached for the belt on his shorts and opened it. Brian unbuttoned her jean shorts and slowly pulled them off her body. He was rock hard and really wanted to taste. "I'm not sure he was convinced by my rather weak answer but he let it go nonetheless.I left him to search out my potter and the smith. I sat them both down and described some of the things I wanted. From the smith I wanted a range of oblong moulds and two iron 'stamps'. I described the stamps as heavy iron weights with handles. One would fit the moulds and have a short handle. The other would be much bigger and have a longer handle so a man standing up could use it comfortably. I explained to.