"That buys a high degree of discretion."She looked to me- those green eyes, lips as red as the pour on dress, auburn locks falling over a shoulder, ta...ing my eyes to her low cut neckline."I want you to kill my husband," she said. "Can you do that for me, Mister Bumfelt?" Micky," I replied, pouring myself another shot of bourbon. "If we're talking murder, call me, Micky."She smiled, waved the private detective over, undid his belt, dropping his trousers and took Bumfelt’s cock into her warm. I lie back on my elbows on the bed and spread my legs as Ashley sat up a little and took hold of my dick. Zack moved behind Ashley and spanked her firm ass before he lay down on his back and slid underneath Ashley’s body. He took hold of her ass and began play with her pussy with his tongue, jiggling his tongue against her pussy and flicking it up against her wet clit. Ashley continued to suck my dick in the same fashion, moving her head in a wave motion and swirling her tongue around the tip.. I smiled and answered, “Really good.” She was wearing some real short, boy shorts and a tee. She walked over and sat down next to me.“So how did you sleep last night?” She asked. I grinned from ear to ear. “That was the best night I have ever slept,” I replied. “How did your dick feel this morning?” she asked.“It was pretty sore this morning,” I replied. “Well you came three times, that’s a lot for any guy. We will give you until this afternoon, but then this dick is all of ours,” she said. I. Someone had bought a gas lantern that gave an eerie but erotic light to the dark old barn. At this point someone put a blindfold on me and instructed me to sit on an lone chair in the centre point of the semicircle. I was still fully clothed. I could hear boys’ voices. A bell rang then there was silence. A voice boomed out“This is member number one speaking. I understand from member number 6 that he has invited you here tonight as a prospective member applicant of the Red Barn Wanking Club. Is.