“What ... do ... you want from us?” Quinn finally dared to speak aloud.“Not you. You’re an innocent party in this. So is your wife, in fact. I...’s your lover over there that’s the issue. On the other hand, you just created a problem for me by cumming inside her. She just conceived your child, your spawn, Mr. Quinn Kincaid. Also, your wife is pregnant now, too. That’s lucky and handy for all three of you, I dare say, so what do I do for my vengeance against the bitch now? Melanie Diane Hatch, my. Suddenly, as the train shook violently after hitting a bumpy section of track, I felt two hands from behind me grab me around the waist. I couldn’t turn around to see who it was, but the hands were strong with long fingers. The hands stroked my waist sensing the garter belt, then circled my waist as if to check if it was indeed a garter belt, a rare encounter nowadays. After confirming that I was wearing a garter belt, his right hand moved down to look for the straps. I could feel his body. Mistressplaced the saddle on my back and tightened the cinch straps. The ridingsaddle for the male slave consists of an arrangement much like a hikersback pack except that the saddle rests near the slaves lower back. Thesaddle itself is a rather small affair somewhat larger than a bicycleseat that has near its front a leather dildo which serves to secure therider while providing stimulus to her sex. In addition to the saddlethe slave is locked into a set of reigns attached to a large bit. And she asked me to exchange seat with her. Obviously I agreed and gave my lady a naughty smile. She smiled slightly.We all settled now. She was beside me and her body is rubbing my body. I was rubbing my leg as per train vibration. She too was responding very well.I put my bag in my lap and started acting sleepy. She too put her bag in her lap now. I crossed my hands behind my bag. And started rubbing her left leg with my left hand.Slowly slowly I was doing it. Mmmm momentShe too put her right.