Their wife could still well have loyalty to their father, mother, family, friends, or true lover. His bedmate may even have been trained to be a spy. ...nd the husband’s anxiety multiplied when he was allowed more than one wife, each representing the interests of some other property owner.It is agreed that the first Maze Bracelets began in the royal court with a harem of a great many wives, perhaps King Solomon of Israel himself. Their magic spells restricted where the woman could be, not. I used to spy on Courtney fucking every chance I had, but she caught me a few times and asked me to give her some room. I relented for the last few months, but I was backsliding.My fat 7 was throbbing like an adolescent and contained every drop of blood in my body. I figured I would have a quick jerk and go back to my reading. I could see the living room couch at the end of the hall without being too obvious. They were on it, fucking like rabbits. Courtney was sitting on him,her dress. Upstairs, the trucks were gone apart from one, and only the dog-girl was present. The man led Lilly to a wooden bar beside where the dog-girl was tied, and used a piece of old rope to tie Lilly's collar to the bar.--- "Stand up" --- he ordered while unzipping his pants.It was of course impossible to stand with her head and hands tied below a bar, but she knew what he meant. She straightened her legs, and lifted her ass into the air. Her torso nearly horizontal and her face was at the level of. She wanted to "do him just the way he wanted to so that it would end quicker". She told me how he wanted her to sound and how he wanted her to bend her over and shove her face in a pillow and all those details. How he would squeeze her as he went. He made her wear bows and put her hair up and all kinds of weird stuff.She said my dad’s penis is about 25% "bigger than" mine and that he went "really quick every time". She said that was the only part that made the whole thing bearable.She told me.