‘Cycling is certainly fun, but knackering too’, I added as I groaned gently with the sensual touch of her hands. ‘Well, your wife has the perfec... cure for that Martin, darling’, she said, kissing my neck gently. ‘Come and show me some of that cadence between my legs handsome’, she continued with a lovely warm smile. Jessabelle always spoke to me like that, knowing full well that this turned us both on immensely. While waiting for me that evening she had waxed, painted her nails, and applied. Ivy had a soft voice with just a hint of a northeastern accent. “You said you would tell me what I wanted to hear,” I said sternly.“But you know,” she said.I waited quietly.She started to recall a story I’d written about best friends becoming lovers. “I was so caught up in the emotion,” she said. “And then the sex started. I liked how he took control. But he was still tender. He was affectionate. But he was also in charge.”“And how did you react to that?” “It turned me on,” Ivy said.“And. I called to let you know I have full units on the way to all six properties that are owned bythe traitors. You should be able to land soon sire." Thank you major, keep me informed." Bill said a sly smile on his face as he watched the youngChartreux sputter a moment at his new rank."Yes Sire! Will do! Control out." The Major said then clicked off."So it appears that both of your fathers have been planning this for quite some time. It wouldn’tsurprise me if they have weapons at those other sites. I totally subscribed to that philosophy. Only being five-foot-six tall and very slight of build, I was like a magnet to the daddy types. Nothing pleased me more than having my arse pummelled by a huge and hairy well-hung hunk.I was, therefore, elated when Peter told me about a fraternity of outdoor rough-fuckers that got together on weekends. These daddies were mostly bikers and would find very secluded places where they could indulge in a carnal free-for-all. The action was apparently hectic.