Oooooohhh, FUCK-DAMN-YES.“Sheila, rub my butt like that again. I feel like I could come any minute.”“Like this?”“OH HELL YES - PUT YOUR FING...R IN MY BUTTHOLE. I’M GETTING MY COME.”“Sheila, I can feel you fingering her butt. Don’t hurt her.”“Josey, I have another finger. Do you want one?”She didn’t wait. Before I could stop her, Sheila shoved her finger up my butt and I couldn’t hold my come any longer.“OH FUCK“Shelly yelled too, “OH FUCK YES!”I pulled her down to kiss her, and Sheila fell. “Hands behind your head,” she said. My heart dropped a bit, but I did so.“You seem to enjoy watching your wife be tormented. Is that true?” she asked.“Yes, Ma’am, I guess so,” I said.“You think it’s ok to get an erection while I torture your wife’s nipples and shove a finger in her ass?”“Um, no, Ma’am, I guess not,” I said. I wasn’t really sure what the right answer was there, but I suspected it didn’t matter anyway.“No, it’s not, of course,” she muttered. She walked over to one of the drink. He rinsed it all off, and got out of the shower, dried off and wrapped the towel around his waist. The towel seemed so rough against the sensitive head of his cock, but he knew it was just his excitement that made it seem that way.He went down the hallway, into his kitchen and got a bottle of wine out of the rack, putting it into a bucket to chill. He got down the wineglass she liked best and inspected it for any smears or marks, then placed it on a cocktail napkin by the bucket. He laid the. Leeds had to clear his throat.“Please, if you will follow me?”He led the way to a finely appointed dining room where the rest of the family was waiting. Introductions were made, but of course, Thomas knew Mrs. Leeds and Daisy Leeds already. They both looked much better than a year before when they had been his guests in Unicorn.“I trust that you have recovered from your ordeal, Madam,” he therefore said.“Mostly,” Mrs. Leeds sighed, but then she offered a smile. “Lady Grey, you must be very.