Mrs. Hartford would dress Gwen in the skimpiest of lingerie upon her arrival, and the site of the girl's charms through the filmy material stoked the ...ires of lust in the young men, whose ages ranged from 14 to 23.After several hours of seeing Gwen around the house, all four young stallions — and Mr. Hartford, too — were sporting noticeable erections inside their pants.After dinner, Gwen and the four boys would retire to the same bedroom, and until the wee hours of the morning the boys would. "Yessssssssss" Her juices were all over my ass. She climbed off of me, and I saw her hand pick up the panties."You know, I think I'll just fucking choke you to death now."And that's when it happened. The stab of fear and humiliation went through me like a rocket, and my bladder, which I never got to relieve, opened up. Hot urine gushed from my pussy and splashed onto the bathroom floor. I was too weak to move, I just laid there, my ass in the air, piss dripping from my crotch, sobbing."Oh my. Suddenly, she stopped us."Look", she whispered, "do you See those elk? I don't know about y'all, but I don't feel like eating out of cans for the next week or so. Do you think you can hit one from here, Paul?"I knew that she could do it with no problem but, for some reason, it felt like she was testing me. I understood her concern, and it didn't bother me. I got down from Diablo, and into a kneeling position. The shot was only a hundred yards or so, and not difficult. It was a clean kill, and. He jerked into her and gulped audibly. Her nose travelled down and she inhaled the musky, sweat-drenched pubic hair at the base of his cock. She didn’t know if she should find it alarming or funny that “so this is probably what Amortentia would smell like to me” was the first thought that came to mind.She gazed reverently at the beautiful leaking slit, and bent down to give it a light lick. His masculine scent made her light-headed, and she took his head in her mouth.He gasped at the sensation,.