" Yes," Herbert seconded. "A bit of fun. Did you purchase, perhaps, somefine imported whiskey?" Something like that. I think you'd really like it."...And never forget it." Well," Jerrold allowed, "I'm intrigued. Shall we go?" Sure." Madison finished her drink. "It'll be fun." Yeah." Christie raised her glass as if delivering a toast. "All forfun."They gave the guys their address, which Jerrold put into his phone's GPSsystem. Soon their two cars were leaving the city."Whoa," said. She came willingly. David was a good cuckold husband. He loved his wife and knew she needed to have fun with someone like me. They had been sharing her for many years, but she never had a lover or Bull to bring out and let her experience her true, submissive side. So, David put her on a plane to me for a week, neither of them knowing what was in store.When she arrived we set sail on my sailboat, a forty-one foot sleek and elegant boat inside and out. She was easy to sail, capable of the. Snehal could feel the sticky precum between her thighs. Snehal was both aroused and tensed. What if her husband wakes up? And found her like this. But Veer wasn’t allowing her mind to drift in such thoughts. His left hand was crept under her body and was massaging her right breast while his right hand, over her waist, was massaging and nibbling her left breast.Snehal could feel the blood inside her was heating and causing her entire body become hot. Her eyelids, her nostrils, her neck was very. Still, in all ways that matter, my kind is timeless. When it came to this mission, Her Majesty thought so. The PM thought so. Even the girl's titled father thought so. They all knew that my skills and talents, along with the Walther PPK I carried in my pocket, were just as dangerous as any book of incantations. I walked up to the bar."What can I get you?" asked the barman."For starters, I'll have a Vodka Martini, molested; not stirred." What?" asked the man."Do I have to explain your business.