You need seal skin and beaver, not sheepskin and rabbit. Go and see Grettle. Tell her I sent you, she'll see you right." Thanks, er, where do I find G...ettle?" Tony asked."She runs the store, next to the stables." Jorgen replied.Tony finished his stew and wine, paid the man and went to find the stables. As he walked the wind cut through him like a knife. 'Okay' he thought 'first stop Grettle's.' He found the store easily enough. As he walked in, an older lady in her late forties came out."Can I. I was next aware of fingers sliding all across me, in and out of my pussy and ass with no rhythm that I could follow. He became more persistent putting 2 and 3 fingers into me pulling against both tight holes and occasionally slapping across my oversensitive skin. I was just an object for him to play with and he was enjoying teasing me. My shoulders were beginning to ache and all I could think about was him fucking me and making me cum, but that didn't seem to be in his agenda. Then I felt. 30 baje mujhe mere lund pe kuch ahsas hua to mere nind khul gaye maine dekha ki bhabhi mere lund pe haat pher rahi hai aur apne daye haat se apne breast ko joro se masale rahe hai .Main ne kuch dair aise hi pada raha phir mujh se bardast nahi hua aur main ne bhabhi ko kas ke pakad liya bhabhi bhi mujhe pakad ke kahne lagi ke mujhe ek bacha chayei our joro se rone jagi phir maine jana ki mere bhaiya ka birya (sperm) unko bacha nahi de sakta hai. Phir kya maine bhabhi ko apne baho main bhar liya. But I was more than happy to grant her wishes. I tugged on the rope snuggly, making sure the coarse fibers of the rope were properly embedded in her delicate cracks. Beth gasped, and squinted her eyes at me in anger, but uttered no protestations. I pulled two old padded chairs together in front of the workbench, and motioned for her to kneel, with one leg on each chair. I bent her over and rested her body on the workbench.At that point, I couldn’t resist taking some “me” time for a few.