.but one evening they did....It all started with them dragging me down from the bales of straw where I had hidden, and pushing me from one to the othe... as they stood in a circle, until I was so dizzy that I tripped and fell. As I lay on the floor of the barn, on of them said something about "having a bit of fun", then they started to suggest rather childish things such as, hanging me from the beams by my feet, or burying me in the middle of the straw stack or stripping me and making me run. At the same time I felt hands caressing the insides of my thighs and balls. In a short time my cock was hard again, I felt the mouth being replaced with someone's hand and then my wife whispering in my ear. "I can tell you want to cum again. Now here is what you have to do, if you want to cum again. I am going to remove the blindfold and you are going to let my boyfriend, Dave fuck your mouth!I was completely in shock but managed to give a nod as she stopped stroking my cock and began painfully. Creed felt the sexual passion in each of those women too, and was consumed by their, and his own, acute and natural erotic arousal; he had gone from masturbating at the glimpse of a womans laced boot, exposed as she climbed the omnibus stairs, to being taught to lick Julia’s shaven cunt under tuition of her whip, in just a few short days. Now he was kneeling naked in obedience to her, on her leash, and witnessing the openly erotic pleasure of women of high social status, the ecstasy of their. Carla had her mind on the rancher's invitation as well after they had all chatted at the Bucket of Blood Saloon in Virginia City.The rancher was in the horse barn with his riding horses, while his daughter fixed the family breakfast. Danielle threw some extra potatoes in the pan and got more eggs from the refrigerator. There was always a pot of coffee on the ranch stove day or night. Bruce and Carla knocked at the door and Danielle let them in. She seated them at the kitchen table. The kitchen.