I've got to warm that cunt so I can fuck her. "What now you bastard?" Oh my little darling, I want you to walk back and forth. I'll watchyou. I want...to hear your bells tinkle. Take short steps. I'm going toput leg irons on you. I like that. Walk!" You don't need leg irons, you bastard, I can hardly stand much less walkin these damn boots." You're starting to irritate me girl. You wear irons because I like it. Get used to it!Now! Walk!"Oh God, she is so hot, strutting back and forth. Her. Al stood up after we all sat down. “Thank you all for being here. As all of you know, the reason we all still have jobs is because of the selfless actions of Charles, ‘Charlie’ Swenson.” He chuckled, “What most of you may not know, is that right now he is squirming in his seat over here, hating this attention. Sorry Charlie, but there are several people here that are about to make you squirm a lot more.”He started laughing as did most of my fellow employees. “We’re here today to say thanks and. Fuck them I thought. But they were the least of my problems. Chris had just gotten done telling me how he and his wife Helen met. She'd been his baby sitter growing up and he'd fallen in love with her though she was ten years older than he was.He'd fallen in love with her when he was 6 and she was sixteen and never fell out of it. She'd gotten married and her husband was killed in the army or something. Chris had nursed her out of her depression and gotten her to start living again. A few years. " rougher now. "The truth." With two fingers deep in my asshole she closes her hand and lifts me back against the cushions. Her lips on my ear she says, "Truth Johnny, I want to hear it. Tell the truth". I can't lie, so I spill. "I'm thinking that I am a beautiful girl, that it's summer, I am lying in a field of uncut hay. We are girl lovers." My heart is pounding out of my chest, my breath is ragged. "The ground is warm, the hay is scratchy, it pokes me. I know you will grind the dirt and hay.