“It’s only an axe, they’ll get over it quickly enough.”The ship’s sailors went about their business rolling barrels containing who knows wha... down a doublewide gangplank. I avoided any possible calamity by staying out of their way, waiting for a gap in the work to rush down to the dock to the assembled Wolves. Scratch had them waiting in a column four abreast, facing the harbor gatehouse that protected the inner city. The men looked sharp and well poised. My wife patiently waited with the. ‘You all expect someone who looks like a skuzzy killer type. Don’t you remember Ted Bundy? The man was going to college, they talked of his running for a political seat. He was the clean cut all American boy next door who just happened to enjoy fucking dead girls.’ Tina shuddered turning her face away. She felt his fingers on her jaw, turning her back around. ‘Now let’s not be rude. You should always make eye contact when speaking to someone. It’s only polite. Besides, we have to clean you up.. Of course as with all sexual matters, we keep these traits to ourselves, only relenting once we hit on the right man, then the sparks fly and every orifice on my being, pulsates and throbs, until the male member releases their pent-up energy.My husband, bless him, is a godsend, a CUCK that requires men to fuck me, an never-ending supply of lengths and girths, a chance to be naked with men and feel then all over me, feeling, probing, licking and caressing, surrendering my being and soul, to be. “It’ll be at least half an hour till a table opens up.”“Can we wait in the bar?” he asked, raising his voice over the hubbub.“Sure, we’ll call your name when we’re ready.” replied the hostess. She pointed the way and Jack followed Jessica deeper into the restaurant.They quickly found a large bar, with a single barstool, so Jack laid claim to it and lifted his sister onto the stool. He stood next to her and waited for the bartender to come over. “It’s not what I expected.” There was some loud.