Joe was this tall boy, not too thin but thin with nice muscular legs and arms. He asked where my daughter Kelly was. I told him she was out for the ...est of the day that she was with her dad and her brother. I bent back down to finish with the floor, when Joe said he liked the look of my ass. I looked up to him and asked him to repeat what he just said.“I said, I’d like to fuck your sweet ass,” Joe said with a cocky tone. “Oh you would, huh? Why would you want to do that, don’t you get. In the background I noticed that the bridge was goingdown and I knew the traffic would soon be moving so Igazed up at Mr. trucker and soon we were making wetsquishing noises together as he appeared to be jerkinghis rod in rhythm with my efforts on Joey. Then the trucker’s body started thrashing around and Iknew he was going to cum soon. I reluctantly pulled onJoey’s dick harder and faster, keeping the palm of myother hand pressed down against his peehole. I strokedand teased his. Still, it was better quality than I was used to. It was comfortable. Beneath the tunic I had leggings like the locals wore; I thought it best to fit in to some extent.“Thank you for waiting.” I couldn’t help being a little sarcastic. This family had once kept three slaves waiting in the snow for an hour until they were ready to deal with some minor problem. “You will be aware that things have changed. Your slaves are now all free, you are the slaves now.” Gricolus made to speak. “If you speak. “Honey,” my wife said, “the class is over. You can wipe the drool from your face.”I blinked and shook my head. “What?”Kimmie smiled at me, her hand stroking mine. She was always an affectionate woman, a loving wife, and here I was fantasizing about enjoying all those college coeds. I should do something for her, too. What?She was a homemaker. She didn't work any longer. So it wasn't like there would be a horde of girls I could send to lick her pussy or anything. Which was a shame. It would be.