Lucky for us that both of us love sex! Even when we went through some rough spots, we still managed to make love. Or at times fuck each other hard. It...was our outlet for our frustrations. Sometime when things got real heated, we would fuck each other like it was no tomorrow. One time during a heated argument, Jim turned me around, lifted my skirt, leaned me over the kitchen table and fucked me hard. It was like we got horny each time we argued.Now with our k**s out of our house, it gave us time. Being helpless aroused her, and it simultaneously extended the time to her sexual relief. Although she had tried a couple of times to interest her lovers into her tastes, they didn't seem to understand. They would tie her too loosely and allow her to escape, or worse still, get so horny themselves and forget about her need to teased and denied, or at least delayed, an orgasm. She loved being horny and frustrated by not being able to satisfy her desire. She had learnt the pleasure of arousal,. ’ ‘Excuse me for a few moments.’ With that she went back indoors and I sat, enjoying the garden, the brandy, the heat of the late evening and the rare opportunity to sit outdoors with someone so attractive. I was lost in thought when I felt a hand on my shoulder and I turned to look at her. ‘This is what I was intending to change into but you sort of said ‘never mind that’ so I didn’t.’ She was wearing a long, floaty dress that was open just below her crotch and buttoned up from there to just. I’ve made sure of that.” Havers was fawning, almost cringing, in his tone. He would have gone to any lengths for a man who was offering him so much. Quentin, needless to say, was aware of that. Havers was a most useful tool - rather than an ally and would enable Quentin and Glenda to come and go from Cragness as and when they wished. The freedom of Julia and Melissa might be restricted, but there was no reason why that of their owners should be!“Well, that’s it then,” said Quentin’ “Any.