"What kind of manhandling, Merlin?" I ask."Every kind you can think of, Johnathyn. If you want my advice, you'llturn around and take your women some p...ace safe, though I'll be jiggedif I could name such a place." He pauses and looks around. "How did youget out here? Don't see any team and wagon, not even a couple ofhorses. You certainly didn't walk all the way from Glory." No. Ahhh ...we hired a ride but decided to walk the last few leagues.It's such a nice day."He looks at me, the disbelief. "We can't," she said.Again I cut her off mid-sentence "We can Fiona and we will," I said a little louder in her ear with a little bit more of a meaningful tone.And I pushed myself back and a little and pulled my joggers and boxers down. My cock sprung out and hit Fiona on her bare arse. She gasped as she felt my dick her naked flesh. "Step back from the side a little Fiona and bend forward," I instructed her.Fiona shuffled back a little, maybe a foot and bent forward resting her head on the. So you now owe me."I smiled. Margie Dixon, or as I nicknamed her, Maggie, and I had anaffair when I first got hired. We've stayed good friends. "Whateveryou'd like." Okay, I want to see the damage. I want to see what six straight days ofoverdosing on estrogen and Xanax have done to your body. I can see whatit's done to your brain. Strip, here, now."I stripped down to panties and a bra."All of it."I stood there naked in front of her. The first thing she did was dig outmy cock from back. In this moment, she felt truly fucked, pinned like a butterfly on display and at the centre of all this male desire in the room. The headiness of the situation took her over the edge.“Oh dear Gareth, Your wife has stopped sucking my cock. Would you like to finish what she started? “I want to see it, I want to see it!” She begged – Gareth pulled the blindfold from her – the room was thankfully dimly lit so her eyes didn’t take much adjustment. She watched as the guy stood at the head of the.