The dummy! All he was concerned with was getting a story for that lousy magazine he slaved for, not giving the slightest thought to their friends' inc...nvenience. Then off he goes, chasing down the completely ridiculous tale that had brought them there. Not that she hadn't expected to be a writer's widow through-out most of their stay in Pickford's Meadows, but she'd had hopes that this, their first night there, would be spent together, especially following her monthly five-day abstinence. . You don't even close your window, this is too easy... he thought. Carefully and quietly he crawled into the room. Once inside, he made sure to make as little noise possible shutting it behind him. He glanced out to the quiet suburban street. Nobody noticed him, he realized, and closed the curtain. He creeped into the room and peeked out to the hallway. A large bullmastiff laid on it's side. The intruder took one step out of the bedroom and into the hallway. The bullmastiff sat up. "Stay," the. In a flash, I was back on my knees after his pants hit the floor.Round two was less manic and my throat bashing was a lot more pleasant. Again, I got to enjoy the abundance of his nuts before Gus left.A fortnight later, I warmed our meals prior to Gus’ arrival. As we moved into the kitchen, Gus closed the door. On this occasion, I also stripped and he followed suit. With my head against the kitchen counter, my oral stuffing soon got underway. Because of his pent-up anticipation Gus’ onslaught. We eventually agreed to turn off the video. We kissed and I rubbed her legs and stimulated her nipples through her blouse. She took off my pants and played with my cock. Before it got fully hard, I put on a rubber cock ring. Ariadne loves the way it makes my cockhead expand and soon her strokes had me rampant. Ariadne remarked that I should be punished for suggesting such an awful video and I couldn’t help but agree. She raised her hem a bit, then told me in a calm, even voice I’d learn to.