He even had all his supplies delivered to a locking, refrigerated, storage unit built at the far end of his drive. He could order anything he wanted o...er the internet, fax, or phone and have it delivered to a trusted merchant in town. The merchant was well paid to then deliver the supplies to the storage unit.In spite of his wealth and possessions, Jim, due to his self imposed isolation, was becoming a lonely man. On rare occasion, he would fly to a major city where one of his plants was. My fingers pressed onto the sensitive flesh between her pussy and anus. Chuck began to lick and kiss her nipples. She started to move and I told her to lay back and enjoy the moment. I returned to continue to paint her sex with moisture from my tongue. Her copious fluids added moisture. It was my goal to give her an orgasm before Chuck painted her inside with his spermy paint. She needed to be wet. She needed to climax and prepare. Preparing her was my goal. My desire.I moved from her and told. It sounded like quite a challenge but I suppose she was right. It's a great fantasy, though. Cindy then said she had two more gifts and asked if she could tie me down to give them to me. I agreed if there was no more condoms involved and she laughed. Once secured to the same bench I was on last night, she proceeded to shave my crotch. Needless to say I became very excited. She looked at me and, with a big grin, she told me that two presents she had planned would now have to be three. Cindy. ‘I recently quit my job to do private consultancy work so I’ve got lots of free time Beth’. ‘A friend is visiting me this morning but you’re welcome to pop round after lunch’. ‘What … say two o’clock’? ‘Two o’clock is good for me Bill’. She gave me her address, a big hug and we went our separate ways. I knocked on the door of her cottage and was a little surprised when Beth answered. At the supermarket she was dressed quite plain. But she had changed her clothes and was now dressed in a loose.