Once she was certain of that, she called Trooper into the house, closed and locked the door and went to the back of the house to do the same thing. Wh...le she was isolated here at home she didn't want anyone to stop by suddenly and find out what she was up to.Once she double checked the doors again, and made sure the windows were sufficently closed enough to let in the night air and keep out anyone, she turned her attention to Trooper, who sat patiently beside the couch where she'd left him, his. That was exactly what Marcie wanted because although she was loving the slow-paced lovemaking, right now, she wanted to cum and the speeding up of Richard's thrusts took her rapidly towards orgasm.As Richard slid quickly in and out of her, she panted, "Ummm, yes, yes, oh fuck, I'm cumming," as Marcie had her first orgasm of the evening. Richard kept going and, in fact, speeded up some more and Marcie shrieked, "Fuck, shit," as she hit another peak whilst still in the throes of the first. Hear me out. Instead of just Sweetie and me going to the beach, what if we all go? Maybe he just needs a change of scenery to liven things up. If going to a beach with all of us in sexy bathing suits won't get him going, then nothing will. That'd be better than any of these outfits." I don't know..." Susan said doubtfully, but not ruling the idea out."Oh, come on! It'll be great," Suzanne enthused. "Just imagine. There will be sexy women everywhere. Your cutie Tiger's tongue will be hanging out. The only thing you can notice about this stranger is his smell and his hands. He smells of....man. Oozing testosterone, commanding to take what he wants. You notice his hands are rough and strong. He works with his hands, they are calloused, strong and large. He takes your shirt and puts it around your neck, twisting it tight, not pulling but using a twist, so the more you struggle the tighter it gets. He lets you up, having control of you, move stuffed and collared, he takes you into the.