No sooner had Justin pulled up in front of the farmhouse, than he rubbed his hands together and turned to glance over at Pam Harper. She was staring s...raight ahead, her eyes having taken on a kind of lost and glassy look. He watched her for a moment and then let himself out of the car.The air was thick with the smells of verdure, lush vegetation and clean mountain air. But even more than that, Justin could smell the characteristically animal aromas, which wafted through the air. It was a scent. Looking up at me with her blue eyes full of lust and longing. “M..m..may I please Sir?” She asks. “Mmmmmm yes you may” I said softly. Susan, her eyes never leaving mine reached out with her hand and lightly caressed my cock through my pants. She starts to trace the outline of my cock through my pants with one finger. She lightly rubbed her finger up one side and then down the other side. Susan then took her finger and scratched with her finger nail lightly down the center of the bulge in my. My clever little husband had used 2 of his neckties to bind my arms above my head. Even without the thrill of not knowing what was to come while blindfolded, I realized that he had chosen a perfect place for his contraption. As I looked around, I realized that the wall size mirrors in the bathroom made the experience just as exciting, being able to see everything from different angles. He kissed me again, long and hard and passionately, his hands rubbing my breasts as he did. He pulled away and. It would be open season on anyone who comes near me." Precisely. And I don't feel like doing whatever my father would come up with. I'm sure it would involve what they used to call 'an honest day's work.' That usually involves the business end of a pick or shovel, or the carrying of heavy loads on construction sites. I would much prefer something more cerebral in nature, and I'll confine physical activity to more pleasant pursuits. Such as chasing around a certain little water nymph that I.