Added to this physical pleasure was the equally twisted pleasure of being broken and conquered by the enemy, an enemy far stronger and powerful than C...sare. She almost wished she had been his lover, had had his cock, perhaps even his love ? Her nipples too were now aiding her arousal, and with each tug, with each thrust, she became more and more wet, beginning her own journey towards climax. Faster and faster they went, their bodies synchronising in some ancient way which decreed that a woman. Most of them were still enjoying in the darkness of their homes, most of the time dreaming of "Sonali or Amisha', while the prick is oiling and drilling the wife in her disinterested pussy. Lee sank in to the lust of this slut and started slurping on her raised tits, Sonika started to murmur and moaned softly enjoying his greed for her and they way he was gobbling the boob. Meanwhile she reached to clasp his prick and was both amazed and delighted to find the 59 year old prick still growing, it. I gestured toward a small men's shop. I pointed toward a Tyrolean slouch hat of some gray tweedy weave. "See if they have one that'll fit me." It was a hideous thing and would well serve the purpose of changing my appearance.The clerk quickly found one in my size. He smirked as I put it on my head, "It makes you look very Swiss, sir." I grunted.I pointed to a rack of sheep skin jackets. "Do those have inner pockets?" I asked."Indeed they do sir, a lovely choice," The obsequious clerk made. It was like he was saying she's mine and there's nothing you could do about it. The part that concerns me is that I picked Marcus because he was someone with no attachment to us. If I picked someone we knew and it didn't go well, then that would create an awkward situation for everyone involved. With Marcus, we wouldn't have to see him again. As if reading my mind, Marcus looks up at me as he kisses Naomi on that marked spot. I know I should make myself seem more in charge of the situation and.