She got to the belt-line of his trousers, and with deft fingers,unbuckled his belt and slowly unzipped his fly. She tugged impatiently athis pants, a...d Jarvis obligingly raised his hips to give her some help.She yanked them down about his knees with a soft sigh of satisfaction,greedily gazing at his crotch. Jarvis was wearing a soiled jock strap which was lifted away from hisbody by a tremendous hard on. A couple of inches of rigid, tumescentmanmeat thrust out from beneath the jock and. I told her to enjoy herself now as she will be busy later at the slave auction. The slut tied to my gates will have a huge erection due in part to the Viagra I forced down his throat. She has been told that he is not to cum so she will withdraw her moist lips from his big hard cock if there is any chance of that happening.I suppose he is due a little comfort after the caning he had earlier. It will be a pleasant interval for him ............for when the Domes’ arrive they will be giving him. The questions went on, all of them similar to the ones the previous time that Id fallen for Ryans trick to get me in that situation. One difference was that when I got asked how long Id been naked for in one run, I found myself telling them about our last holiday in Spain with Ryans Aunt, Uncle and Cousin (see We hate clothes parts 7a, 7b and 7c where one of the twins tell you all about that holiday). I managed to NOT tell them about the Virgin Mary floating through the village, nor the orgy. I walked back to Dory. "Can't see anything from back there. Let's try the front. We'll have to be careful. It's well lit near the front door and the deck." Okay," Dory agreed and we made our way slowly back toward the front of the house.When we got there, the overhang from the deck shielded the lower front of the house and kept it mostly in darkness. We crept along the front, looking for any opening in any of the several windows on that level. No luck. The curtains were closed tight so there.