I’ve never experienced anything like that. Is it magic?”John answered, “I am a Druid and the medallion is a gift from the Gods and Goddesses tha... I serve.”Greg considered the answer for a minute and realized that the guy dressing Ed was a Druid. He wondered how he would have reacted to the amulet. He was about to make a comment about Jim, but decided that he would be better off not saying a word.In Ed’s room, Ed was confronted with someone that thought he was a Druid. His truth sense told him. He pounded me hard and I was being thrust into the table as he slapped my bare cheeks and fucked me harder and faster whispering oh yeah, baby, oh yeah, until his voice got weaker and weaker and his began to pant and his cock shot his huge load of warm cum into me. His cock kept throbbing again and again and again as he emptied his huge load of cum into my still quivering asshole as I lay bent over the table. I could feel the warm cum spread up my ass, oddly happy that I had satisfied him. You can wait while we drink it. Turn to face the wall. I’m sure the sight of Celia’s tits won’t be helping your poor locked cock.”Celia giggled and, red-faced, I did as Gloria asked. Standing facing the wall I could hear them pouring their tea and the chink of cups, but then the sound was replaced by something much more intimate with both women giggling and little squeals and sighs.Then I hear Celia say, “It seems a shame to leave him standing there,” and Gloria say “Come over here, Meakin.”It. Laurel knew Patti had deeper submissive, and perhaps even masochistic, urges than she did and would no doubt be highly energized by pain and sexual humiliation. But, she wasn?t making value judgments. She had to wait for Roger and let this novel and unexpected course of events play out for him.?I?ll have to talk all of this over with Roger,? Laurel said. ?I hope you won?t mind if I?m pretty detailed and descriptive with him regarding what you?ve asked me. He?ll need to be in on all of this if.