No doubt she would pay well for thecure of whatever malady afflicted her. There was something vaguelyfamiliar about her, but I forgot about it until I...saw her standing atthe door to my room, watching me. My heart jumped and I broke into acold sweat when I recognized the Contessa d'Assandro. I had a woman withme and could not escape but the Contessa waited until I was finished andthe woman had gone into the priest. As I looked vainly for a way toescape she came directly over to me."Well, Signor. After about twenty minutes they were getting fidgetyand by mutual consent decided to head for the bedroom. I hadn't thoughtabout it before but they were going to be having sex in the bed that mybride and I shared. My dick got half hard from having my cuckold dreamsabout to be fulfilled, but I didn't want to be seen like that, especiallybecause I'm so short down there.Len noticed and snickered. "I can see why you made your hubby a sissy.He doesn't have much going on in the cock department.". The scent of the Old Spice wafted thru reminding her of father."You're so warm." Him."I want to be warm for you. And ready." Her. He felt his essence begin to activate, even threaten expulsion. "Uh, oh." To himself. He couldn't remember the last time he'd had relations with anyone beside himself. He managed to calm the roil, but, the dam would not stand for long. "I've wanted you to kiss me for so long, Lo...Mr. Grant." As incongruent as [Mr. Grant] seemed, [Lou] would never be ventured. Feel free to scream as much as you’d like, in fact I’ll only be harder on you if you try to stay too quiet.? Michael tried to spit curses at him through the tight gag. ?Let’s get you cleaned up.? Ryan pulled off his own shirt before going over to a hose set in the wall. He turned on the ice cold water and sprayed his victim down. Michael thrashed as the water stung his skin. Taking a knife off its holder on the wall Ryan skillfully cut Michael’s shirt off before slipping.