He pulled outa knife and cut away the duct tape, He didn't seem to care that a lot ofsissy's hair was pulled out as we unwrapped her head.Nor did I.In...order to make certain that sissy was cleaned out and ready for cock,we put the garden hose up her sissy hole. The man turned on the faucetand we both laughed as sissy struggled to take the torrent of water intoher sissy pussy. We had to hold the hose in place as the water madecertain that her sissy pussy was clean and ready for cock.I was a bit. She reached out to take his briefcase and carried it into the house. John followed her into the house and was greeted by the unmistakable smell of spaghetti and fresh garlic bread. Rachel placed his briefcase by the stairs and motioned for John to follow her into the kitchen. She had two plates on the table and two glasses of wine as well. "Thank you. This looks wonderful." You're welcome. I'm a little nervous. I'm afraid you won't like it."The both sat down and started eating. "Rachel, this is. I found myself yearning for her to call me Ilias again.Perhaps her foot was bothering her. "How are you feeling? How is your foot?" I asked. "Please speak freely and honestly."There was a pause. "Thank you sire. My foot is throbbing but the pain is bearable." There was another pause, even longer, and then she cried, "Sire! I owe you a deep apology for my hysterics!"For all my command training, I was at a loss for what to say. The silence stretched out to a very long moment. Without thinking, I. "Ben spread his legs and patted the mattress between them. Molly rolled so she was sitting with her back to his chest. He slipped his arms around her waist and kissed her shoulder. "Look," he said. "Two great looking pairs of legs next to each other." Mmm..." Molly put her hands on his thighs and smoothed them along his skin. "See? Your legs look better than mine." I don't think so. I think yours are much sexier than mine." Each to his own taste," she remarked."Is this really turning you on?".