They couldn’t stay here. Not until the house was cleaned, repaired and repainted.The outlaws had wrecked the place. Just about every piece of furnit...re was destroyed. The fireplaces were full of half-burnt furniture and items they didn’t consider of any value. Vincent gave the two guards a grim grin, “I bet they were pissed when they found fuck-all of value.”The guards looked at him oddly. Vincent explained to them that they had stripped the valuables from the house several years ago. They were. After a few minutes, while the conversation was going on, I felt SirJohn's hand touch my thigh and then softly move up and down the midpart of it. I, of course, sat as a proper sissy - back straight, legstogether and hands folded. I could not restrain the desire to put myfingers in my new hairstyle; the feeling of the bob hanging beside myface was far more intoxicating than the wine. When not in my hair - Iwas troubled I might ruin the arrangement - my hands traced their waydown my blouse,. I knew just the number for these two... (Call Me Maybe)MARYI threw a wish in the wellDon’t ask me I’ll never tellI looked at you as it fellAnd now you’re in my wayCHARLESI’d trade my soul for a wishPennies and dimes for a kissI wasn’t looking for thisBut now you’re in my wayBOTHYour stare was holdingRipped jeans, skin was showin’Hot night, wind was blowin’Where you think you’re going baby?Hey, I just met youand this is crazyBut here’s my number, so call me maybeIt’s hard to lookright at you. So, every time I have penetrative sex with her now, I am sharing her love, her mind and her pussy with Michael. I'll say, firstly, that sex is now a lot messier, a lot more wild and animalistic, and at the same time, angelic and pure in a whole new way.A very beautiful memory was when we tried double penetration for the first time. My wife was making love to Michael, my beautiful goddess riding a hunky, hairy guy, not only enjoying the sexual energy with him but also allowing her love, feelings.