The twin sluts with a penchant for "slap and tickle" were definitely the last straw.She packed two of her perfectly matched "Barbie" luggage valises w...th her favorite outfits and made certain she had a supply of condoms and lubrication because she had taken the special "human" modification pills that insured her physical perfection in flesh and bone.There was no chance of getting onto one of the big bus vehicles with her luggage and she certainly didn't have enough cash for a taxi so she sat on. He was wearing black jeans and a black short sleeved shirt. Lisa guessed he was in his early 40s. ?Hello my dear? he said, a slight smile forming on his face. ?Welcome to my home. I would take the gag from your mouth, but I don’t think I would have your full attention if I did that, so for now the gag stays.? He turned and walked towards a high backed chair next to a large wooden table, a few feet from where Lisa was. He sat down on the chair, lit a cigarette and looked at her.Lisa wasn’t. To Elizabeth’s disappointment the man suddenly removed his fingers from her tights and panties. He led her out of the back door of the pub into a small, walled courtyard. A faded sign on the wall said ‘Walnut Tree Close.’As the man pressed her against the wall he explained that many years ago this area of town had been an orchard. All that was left now was one old walnut tree. Elizabeth could feel the man’s penis pressing into her through his trousers and her thin summer frock. As she looked. I think that he and I need to have a ‘come to Jesus’ moment about our relationship, and what happens with Zoe will make a huge difference in our future together. We need to learn what we really want out of it ... and why. If he fucks her, they’ll both get some fun out of it ... and they’ll know if they still have a chance. Which will then force me to decide what I want for good.“That’s ... why I need to fuck you guys. All of you. Now. I need to get fucked ... and filmed. I want Steve to see for.