Now for the tricky bit, Carol decided it was best to do hands first and feet second. She held Rudeolph’s right hand and gently encouraged it to rise...above his head, Click, so far so good. The left hand followed suit, Click, and within a minute there was a further Click, Click, and Rudeolph was now restrained by the handcuffs, loosely fitting but sufficient to limit movement, and he was spread out with very little wriggle room. Surprisingly Rudeolph was still asleep with little sign of him. He said now fuck him, I must have looked surprised as he said you fuck your wife in the arse it is no different. By now I was desperate to cum myself and I saw the lube next to me and slapped some on and lined up against who I now knew to be Adam and put my bell end against his arse and pushed really hard as I felt he had used me and I was really horny. I was surprised at how easily I got all of my cock in there as Pete stuck his monster shiny helmet into his mouth. I fucked him hard and deep. “Catch me if you can,” Shanti cracked as she began running past me like good old times. I impatiently threw myself across the drawing room and started to grapple with Shanti. She always enjoyed a little bit of cussing and clawing, not letting me to grasp her completely. My face was resting on her shoulder peeping into the top of her blouse gazing her cleavage. “I know where you are looking at now,” She said teasingly. “I am not going to stop with just looking,” I teased letting my hands move. She made it apparent that there were two sets of rules. One set for outsiders, all of whom thought we were very proper ladies. We were in public, in formal settings, with our husbands and families. Another set was for behind closed doors, for occasions which we could later deny ever happened if necessary.It was an aberration on my part though, to prefer the stable doors to those of the house, and the dirty stable-boys to the gentlemen who seemed to flock to our estate for various quite.