The sick metallic feeling flooded the stranger's limbs. He shook his head to clear his mind. Misunderstanding him, the gatekeeper frowned. "You sho...ld mind your horse better," she said. "You can't always put your needs above the beast's." For emphasis she kicked the naked slave who had come to stand on his hands and knees at her side. The slave gave a short keening through closed lips but made no other sign. Recklessly the stranger grabbed at the gatekeeper's arm. "I mean no. I will not only be yours for the evening but I will be on call to you for three months to fuck and command as you wish, if you will let Simon have his job back. I told her that this could not happen it was unethical she then shoved me back into my desk grab my crotch as she let her blouse fall to the floor exposing her bare beautiful tits, and said in two minutes you will not even have the remote notion of anything being wrong at all. She then undid my pants and slid them. And as I studied the eyes of this man, I reflected on the life that got me here. I met Barbara when we were both too young to know any better, and she convinced this guitar player that we could have the world. She was a college graduate with a steady job and I was hopping around the country with forever adolescents. The daughters came early in the marriage, which kept us together about five years after we both knew it was over. She met a man she could have a stable life with, whom she said. ”“Well, after a few minutes, Fiona gets up and places herself between my legs,” the woman says, making no attempt to hide the smile that creeps up onto her face. “I felt her hard dick between my thighs and I spread my legs more. Then Fiona penetrated me and began pounding stronger and stronger thrusts into me. She was kissing me, caressing me, sucking my nipples...” she takes a deep, calming breath. “My legs were open really wide and pulled back to my belly and she was penetrating me so.