From here, we’ll take you to the secluded Log Home where we’ll spend the next two weeks with you. We want to invite all of you to our nude wedding...tomorrow, and the reception afterwards. We want each of you to enjoy your time here and we’ve tried to include activities we were told all of you enjoy. If at any time, either of you, or all of you decide you want to experience a man, I would be most honored to be that man.”Marjory told me, “Thank you, Eddie. That was very professional and very. No sound...and I'll be right back." She nods with a look of complete rapture as she gives herself completely over to the ministrations of the tongues. What she doesn't know is that cameras and listening devices, along with a remote control for the wheel will, unfortunately, make sure she can't keep her promise. (Told you I was devious.) Megan's tight cunt begins to throb as the spasms engorge her womb, contracting her uterus, sending waves of complete pleasure flowing throughout her entire body. So we left from the Fresno airport and made our way to Bakersfield and then headed out across the Mojave Desert in the middle of the night. I was falling asleep behind the wheel and you could say that I was driving by Braille. We found a motel out in the middle of this place that looked like a set from some late 70’s or early 80’s horror film. We checked in and where in bed at about 3-4am. She lay next to me wearing nothing but a night gown and she hiked it up so we could lie skin to skin and. ” Tears fell down her cheeks. The haughty cruelness had vanished. “W-we weren't really g-going to kill you. W-we would have freed you.”“But kept our husband as your slave? Along with all the other men?” I looked around.“We gave the women, gave you, new men. In your bellies.”Anger surged in me. “Whose sons? Who is the father of my child?”“Your husband. Seamus.” She shuddered. “All the women carry the sons of their husbands or lovers. We wanted to compensate them.”I looked around. “And this was.