Instead of startingon her ass cheeks, he went to her feet, and rubbed hisknuckles into the balls and arches of her feet. This wasno rip off; he knew w...at he was doing.After traveling up each thigh to the cleft of her ass, hemoved up and began to rub the oil into each ass cheek. Itwasn’t until then that I took notice of his loincloth. Heseemed to be semi erect under it. By the looks of themass, he was well hung. The loincloth was tied at eachhip with a rawhide thong. As he massaged. His idea of love was treating his wife like a slave and violently r****g her when he came in drunk.The only reason he was going to Jeans was to do a couple of odd jobs for money he could spend in the pub, if he got the chance he would steal any valuables to sell for more beer money, she was obviously not hard up.Arriving he rang the doorbell and smiled as she answered, sarcastically he smiled at the sight of her, God she was big. Standing at around 6 feet in her stockinged feet, each one of her. "Abigail filed the folder and got passed another one, and another. Margaret returned to her seat, behind her desk and picked up some papers. "Give me twenty minutes and'll give you a lift home," she promised. "Just got a file to prepare for tomorrow." Abigail nodded and picked up the empty cup, taking it to the sink to rinse. Margaret appeared busy, and she would happily have walked home as her ankle wasn't that sore, but the sound of rain against the glass made her change her mind.She returned. “Wow, that really is something, your cock looks fabulous in that, and you are hung, and completely shaven, makes your cock look even bigger,” Roger tells her and I am in total agreement - and very turned on.“Seven inches, but not in your league big boy, you are really hung and thick,” she smiles as she flaunts and teases her erection with the tips of her fingers.By tacit agreement Roger licks her nipples while I lick and kiss her cock as a teaser. I know Roger is very eager to blow her and I.