My boyfriend had got an eyeful, as yet he had not seen mine which if I am truthful were nothing like those girls and I felt sick at my lack in the the...titty compartment.'You enjoyed that show', I hurled my hurt at him, but who could blame him, 'how would you feel if I did that sort of thing'?I don't know what he thought, he never answered my question, he was probably thinking about any one of those three girls and what he would do with her.Last month the same show was back in town and we went,. "So tell me, dear... Have you enjoyed fucking my husband?" She giggled. "He's talked about you a lot over the past week or so." Yes ma'am, I have," Lisa replied, with a subtle grin. "What has he said about me?"Kim laughed and replied, "That you're a hot little slut who loves getting fucked." She paused, looking at her. Wow, she thought... Lisa was gorgeous. "Is that true, dear?" Yes ma'am," Lisa returned, her gaze lowered. This was the submissive in Lisa coming out. She always seemed to melt. It drew all of his attention and he focused on finding the source. As he looked deeply in the night he saw a movement. He watched as the movement repeated itself becoming clearer and louder.He smiled to himself. He didn't need to see the details to know that the horses had thick cloths wrapped around their hooves. There was almost no noise from the wagon or the harness rigging. Someone had put a great amount of time into the preparation. He wasn't sure who was behind it, but he doubted that Don. . "Honeys! Your mistress is here!" shecalled as she walked into the room.Her. "Honeys" or Gals sat in the middle of the large room. The passage ledto this room and this room early. How she managed to get something likethis built in secrecy was anyone's guess. The walls were painted brightpink with ribbons draped everywhere. The floor was a smooth white tile withheart patterns all about. A large TV that was set off on one of the wallscovered in dust. Of course it was underused with the activity.