Last week we had a nice stretch of early spring in the Flathead Valley part of Montana where we stay. Although my wife and I had had sex the day befor..., I was out and about running some errands and decided to stop at the one known cruising spot in the area, called the Old Steel Bridge… a public park with a number of trails that lead off into the woods. Not much action but I decided to walk down one of the trails. After a bit I meet another gentleman a few years younger than me and after a brief. Rimi – You are in heat bitch. You need to relieve yourself.Rimi started fingering her harder and faster. Ani was scratching her shoulder and moaning. She wasn’t denying the pleasure she was receiving from her.Ani – Hmmm, ok, make me cum again.Rimi – That’s like my good little bitch.Ani – Use your fingers.Rimi – I will use more than my fingersSaying that, Rimi started sucking her melons.Ani – Yes fuck! Finger harder.Rimi increased her speed. Ani was wet and leaking her love juices. She held Rimi. She is keeping another “slave” in another apartment, a few blocks away, who’s coming every month for a week or two.The fact that she had to split her time between her chaotic family, her hobby, her slaves and the fact that she is chaotic, unorganized and lazy (she sleeps almost everyday till at least 11 am), made my stay boring and unpleasant.Also her husband is terrible jealous. He has intestinal cancer and shits in a stoma, is impotent and has a conspiracy theory disorder. at a certain moment. She took a deep breath, then opened the folder.“Oh my goodness, do you know what this is?” Magdalene asked after flipping through the document that was in the folder.Riley nodded his head. Having spent the summer as an intern at his father’s firm - he would be leaving next week for college - Riley knew full well what was in the folder he had brought. Having him, rather than one of the normal messengers, bring it over had been his father’s idea, figuring that Magdalene was less likely to shoot.