He had bought it at auction, and only drove it enough to keep it in good shape, and THEN, only on special occasions. He had built a house for his firs... wife, who had developed leukemia, and died a few years ago. He had just finished divorcing the second wife, and was now a free man, again. She had told him, (the first wife) what she would like, and he and a friend had drawn the blueprints, and built it. She had only lived in it for a little more that 2 years. The second had, before being. ..I will. I'll get rid of it. But first I'm gonna have a little fun with you."Randy stood up and grabbed his jeans pulling them on. "You do what I say, when I say, no one's the wiser. No one knows what a cocksucker you've become. Sandy doesn't need to know her boyfriends a faggot." I'm not a faggot. I'm not gay!" I stated back defiantly."Yea, and you didn't just blow your buddy and shoot off on your floor" he said with a smirk on his face.Randy walked to my back door. "I'll call ya. Sandy get. He made her straddle the horse, cuffed her ankles together in irons, and began raising the horse. The cables running from the ceiling where on a pulley system and attached to the ends of the horse. Dean raised it and reached down to Scarlette’s slippery cunt to spread her lips apart, making sure her clit rested firmly on the wood. He continued to raise it until she was on her tiptoes and felt the sharp pain of the wood pressing into her pussy.Tiffani, who had been watching everything, let out a. " Rick said smiling at her. For a second her face went blank and then her eyes registered a brief moment of confusion before closing in sheer ecstasy. Janet clung to Rick, muffling her whimpers in his chest as her body orgasmed spontaneously. The workers noticed her odd behavior, rubbing her body hard against Rick, but not enough to stop working.As the waves of pleasure finally subsided Janet looked up with dreamy eyes. "What did you do to me? I can't believe that just happened... I had no.