He said to put the bag in the guest room and get ready for dinner. After eating he asked me what I wanted to do, I smiled and went to the guest room a...d stripped down, then returned. He turned around when I came in the kitchen and looked at me. With a big smile he said I missed that little dick of yours. He held out his arms, I stood in front of him and he hugged me. He rubbed my back and slid his hand down and squeezed my butt. I pressed against him and relaxed my butt cheeks. He leaned down. ”“That good?”“Makes mine look like a stick.” He said, “She’s got her own shop ... big old log cabin east of town. Machine tools up the ass. Funny ... she built hers mostly with a hammer and files ... but the tools helped keep the holes straight. She built all of it except the lock ... that came from Uberti as a few lumps of iron.”“Worth the time?”“Yeah ... she’s got seventeen possible sign-ups ... if she don’t fill the class with newbys, I’m angling to get a spot.”“I’m thinking about it.”“Got. It was last summer when Emma had realized that old Mr. Snead from next door had been enjoying her nude swims as well. She had been laying by the pool sunning when she noticed a bright light hitting the side of the house and started to look around for its origin. She had been surprised to find Mr. Snead at his second story bathroom window with his big old binoculars focused on her. She started to grab a towel to cover herself and wave to let him know he had been caught. Then, she decided to let. Then I pulled out and surveyed the room. I grabbed my camera and took a few shots of Jamie lying there bound, cum dripping from her pussy. Then I went around the front of the couch and took some pictures of Becky and Cindy. Cindy started shaking her head and was probably trying to say no, but all that came out were moans.Though I had come, I was not done for the day. I went over to Becky and yanked the tape off of her mouth. She screamed, and said, "Please, no more. Don't touch me again!" She.