Gently she shoved me down on the bed, turned on the music and began to dance for me. I was getting another hard on which Marty (now Marti) noticed and...she began to move closer. She lifted her skirt and began swaying her hips, her swinging cock coming closer and closer to my face, I had to reach out and grab her by the hips, pulling her cock in to my mouth. I took her in and out of my throat while caressing her balls. She whispered in my ear, "my ass. play with my ass.". Happily, I began to. I know I heard another vehicle pull up also. I told myself to look at them to see who they were but they all had on black ski masks. They were all over six foot tall and looked like they easily weighed a lot over 200 pounds. As we were standing there one of the guys started calling me names like . . . bitch, slut, whore and dyke. He was also slapping my cheek, not hard but in a degrading way. I then felt one of the other guys take hold of my wrists behind me and hold me. Then the guy in front. I told whispering to her ear that I was missing her very much and I loved her more than anything. I planned to go slowly. She was breathing heavily. I kissed her nose first, the thrilled. Then I started kissing her faces. She responded with kissing my eyes, nose, chick, chin and forehead. Slowly I started massaging her backs. I touched her breasts gently. She moaned. I pull her hands up and then smelled her armpits. It smelled odd but it stimulated my libido and I started kissing there. She. Anyway, they said that a properly managed livery stable was a license to coin money, and we should take a look at the facilities and the books, if there were any. In any case, they were in favor of me buying the livery stable from the bank if the price was right. They would do the actual managing of the business, and I could drop by on occasion to make it look like I was actually in charge. Men could be hired to do the grunt work of caring for the animals and lugging feed and such around as.