.power issues …I digress…I slipped the cock out of his mouth and smacked his lips with it .“whos a bad boy ?”“I’m a bad boy “I smacked h...s lips again “do you deserve my big cock?”“no Ma’am”“are you a good slut or a bad slut…?He had to think for a second“a bad slut?”“Yes you are ! good boy !”He had the cutest look of relief on his face and I cant tell you how much I enjoyed it,that pleading look of “please don’t punish me “ along with the smudged lipstick on his mouth…precious .“you want my. "Adam, put on a coat," I said. "I need some help with my pelts."The boy glared at me and didn't move. I just stood there staring at him until he finally decided he'd better do what I said.Outside, I didn't say anything about what had happened between him and the girls. I asked him if he knew how to prepare a pelt, and he said he had no idea. I showed him how to stretch it and how to clean off any bits of flesh that might be adhering to the hide. He was an apt pupil, and actually seemed to be. Terri crawled up between Peggy's legs and stuffed her fingers deep into my wife's cunt and asshole plunging her slim digits up Peggy cunt and asshole until Peggy moaned out her pleasure. Sue was next and she quickly drove her fingers up Pat's wet pussy and pink puckered asshole making Pat squirm and sigh with pleasure. As if on command Terri and Sue bent down and began to lick Peggy and Pat's clits as they continued to ream their fingers up the girls open holes. Cathy motioned me and Rob to. ”Harold asked, “So what do we do?”“The key is in India,” Mike said. Looking over at the rest of the crew, he said, “I want a copy of that tape.”“Does Kim give you massages?” Cathy asked one night while they were out at dinner together.“Yes,” Mike answered wondering why she was suddenly asking about massages.He felt a little guilty about how they always ended, particularly now that he had a girlfriend. He had asked Kim not to end them as she did, but she ignored his requests saying that a.