She stands and turns him round to face the post to which he is chained.My hand slides up beneath my mini skirt as I watch the slut turn him, hearinghi... whimpers of fright, panicking that it is a man using him and that his barearse is being presented for a reason.The slut slides a finger beneath the straps of his suspenders and pulls back,letting the strap snap back against his thigh with a loud noise. I gasp, lovingthe sound and the thought of my sissy being used like this. The slut kneelsagain. Keeping the scream inside me, I could feel eyes on me from the far side of the room. I threw my head back and he said, “No, look at them. They have no idea that I am about to turn you around and take you from behind.” He continued to pump into me until he was on the edge. “I’m not a heathen, so I’ll ask. May I take you up the ass?”“Please. I want you to. Slam into me.” At first, he entered slowly. It was a delicious pain. I help my sounds inside as he put all of himself in me. One of. They apparently where having sex with my wife because none of them where out side. I was setting with my feet propped up on the handrail enjoying the breeze off the gulf when I heard my wife call my name. She saw my feet and knew I was out side. I stood up and leaned over the rail, looking right at the lower balcony. There stood my totally naked wife, she asked if I was hungry. I said yes , why? She said I have a massive pie here if you want it. In a flash I ran down to their room, not even. The tour manager stood on the stage, hands on hips with a concentrated look on her face. The way she stood, as though ready to tap her foot at their tardiness, her long pale arms arched at her sides – it did funny things to him. He longed to displace her composure, to make her bleary eyed and uncertain. He hadn't felt this way about a woman for a few years now. Ryder couldn't pin point why he was so drawn to her, but he was. He couldn't believe his luck as the other men went about grabbing.