Jeanne and Jill were still feuding, of course. At least Jeanne was still feuding. Around nine o'clock she barged into my room to complain that Jill wa...n't taking any of her rehearsals seriously."She shows up, sings her song, and then skips off to flirt with the guys in the stage crew." And she should... ?" I asked."She should pay attention to everything else that's going on in the play, so she knows what everyone else is doing." So it is sort of like baseball," I smiled."Yeah," she said. I continued to finger her wet pussy, her juices were flowing freely now as I rubbed all over until her mound was glistening.My room was full of mirrors as I love to watch my lovers from every angle. As I looked to my right, I could see my pretty teenage niece lustfully looking at my huge cock. Her lips were barely an inch away as she blew softly and licked her lips. She moved closer, brushed my cock head ever so lightly with her lips as they parted and her tongue slowly slid out.The tip of her. He turned sideways on dancing hooves and she saw the length of his glorious cock in profile. It caused her to whimper. The brute moved closer and, ignoring her for a moment, perhaps in some ritual of stag seduction--he thrust his muzzle out and ran his tongue up the saline streak of the salt lick. But although the beast generally lusted for salt, that mineral lick held no thrill for him today, nor could it distract him from the far more fascinating and lickable object that was smoldering. I recall how you squirmed and thrust your groin upward to meet me. You clearly loved that game. The sex was great!??Oh yes, it was?, I replied, eyes closed, remembering? ?Is that why you bought handcuffs???Yes, I needed something I could apply quickly and securely. I couldn?t expect you to allow me to slowly tie your wrists with stockings or ropes so I settled on real handcuffs. They are very erotic aren?t they???I liked them, but only because I had confidence in you. I knew that what you.