“Well it is my do so I should help demonstrate it. Besides it looks like lots of fun!” Chris justified her reasons. “I never said a word!” my ...ife replied. Of course this was all told to me by my wife(I did have sex from time to time with Chris, but never when she was a c***d and my wife knew about it and often took part and we don,t consider ourselves perverts). So Chris took off her shoes, trousers, stockings and knickers and was naked from the waist down. The machine was set up, the phoney. 12:30 and I hear the door open and close Claire walks upstairs I hear her moving about the bedroom. Sounds like she is setting up. 30 min later after she has gone quiet I assume she is now laying blindfolded in wait. I open and close the front door as if Charlotte was home creep up the stairs as softly as I can ribbons and cuffs in hand I push the bedroom door open slightly and peak. Claire is laying on the bed wearing nothing but a pink bow around her neck and blindfold. She is stunning I. Jane Goodfellow was naked in the middle of the afternoon. It was a common occurrence of late because she liked to play with her new female followers when their husbands were hard at work and too busy to be concerned with their wives' well-being. At the moment, she had a pair of the young women in her bedroom. Both were on their knees in front of her naked form and had their heads bent in submission knowing that the minister's wife was ready to make them her playthings for a session of depraved. Branches snatched at her clothing, tugging free her scarf. Grumbling to herself, she had to free herself numerous times from the thick vegetation. She was so caught up in keeping her clothes from ripping that she stumbled into a clearing backwards, turning around to kick a root free of her leg.There he sat, his dark brown fur tangled up in knots. He had built a fire to cook some fish, several of them spitted over the flames. He was tossing some sort of herbs over them when she stepped out of.