I was already so worked up and wet that I gave in. He threw on trousers and a shirt and was out the door. Not two minutes later, I heard the key in th... door, and my mystery man walked in.I couldn’t possibly make out any of his features in the dark, but the silhouette was plainly that of a tall, well-built man. He walked to the edge of the bed and without a word started taking off his clothes. I wanted to see, but I also knew this would be easier for me if I couldn’t. So, I just took a deep. He had spread honey and was feeding them, so he could watch. Wild deer would eat sliced apples from his hands, I would step out to watch and they would vanish. Peeking out of the upstairs windows, I would watch them return, hesitant, then confidence building as his soft voice coaxed them, they were right back. How could any man do these things? Yet it was like this every day, normal. He was one, a part of everything around him. I knew now that he had been taught to be in the wild, to be a wild. Shot after shot of hot sticky juice came out.It tasted sweet and salty.He climbed off me and said as he pulled his pants back up"That was very good Xanthe, you took me like a true slut. I can't waitto do it again. I'll let Cleo know you were the perfect slut. Cleanyourself up in the ensuite, I'll see you downstairs."With that he left the room.I Got off the bed and went to the ensuite. I felt wonderful; my ass hadbeen used just as it wanted. I entered the bathroom and went to thebasin and. She had one hand in her cunt and the other rubbing her tits.Meanwhile, Mark and I quickly got undressed and started French kissing, while I moved down to his nipples, teasing them with my tongue, before taking his dick in my mouth. It was our usual routine, but Mark's dick was harder than it usually was. He was really turned on by our special guest. I didn't suck him too hard because I didn't want him to shoot yet. I wanted him to fuck me good in my ass before he came. He didn't disappoint, and.