I was lost in my thoughts when Maria came back, I just don’t know what happened but dropped the cup of tea on my shirt. I shot up, with the hot tea ...plicing on me and the fantasying about Maria had given rise to my erection , that was quite visible through my trousers.What Happened sir, don’t worry I will clean this up.Maria went to the kitchen and came back with the cleaning cloth and she started to wipe the wet spots of coffee from my clothes. I stood there with my dick pointing out.I found. The night still got off to a “Bang” when the guys walked into the den instead of the poker table, there set my fuck bench, Ashlynn, standing next to it wearing only her Mary-Jane pumps, black and pink thigh-highs (well really knee-sox), pink and black Dog-Collar with its “Daddy’s little Slut” dog tag. Clit and nipple clamps connected by the Y chain. The guys just froze, Andy bringing up the rear, bumping in to Bobby, looking up Andy just said, “Damn”. Before anyone could balk, grinning, Ashlynn. "What did you say?" Doug continued with his cross examination."I told him it felt fucking awesome. That his cock was so much bigger than yours and my pussy had never been so full! He laughed, smacked my ass and said his cock would feel even bigger when he fucked my ass!" I continued "Which is your fault indirectly as he said that you told him about fucking my ass and how much I loved it!" Well you do love it!!" Doug exclaimed."You should see how much I love it when the cock is the size of. At night, Gladys would return from the inn, hungry for love. Back when I was alone with Ava, we only had sex once or twice a week [not counting blow jobs], but now it was every night. It was wild, exciting, and exhausting.Emotionally exhausting that is, physically I had no problem with it.Ava usually didn’t participate; “You young people are far too energetic for me.” she said. The problem was that I wasn’t really interested in Gladys, even though she was sexy and fun. I spent my days with Ava,.