I fucked him, fucked him hard, enjoying the length, the girth. He filled me, his face between my breasts.“In your arse darling?”“Mmm,” I murmu...ed, an orgasm almost there. I ground down, and came, my head back, mouth open, “yesssssssssss.”………………………….....The hood was removed from Alex Coward’s head. He was tied, his arms above his head, suspended from a beam. Naked. We were in a warehouse, on the outskirts of town. “You’ve been a naughty boy old son,” Alan said.“Fuck off,” Alex responded, his. “Why don’t you and your crew take a break for lunch,” she said. “Father O’Malley and I can handle the next part.”“Sure. When do you want us back?” asked Dennis.“I guess it will take us about half an hour. Anytime after that.”Prudence disappeared into the cottage and reappeared holding a bundle of garden canes. “Picked these up at a garden centre. They should do the job.”“What job is that?”Prudence handed me the canes then climbed down into the bottomless pond. “Pass me the canes and I’ll show. Um ... oh, never mind."James smiled at her again. "Talk to you later," he said. "In the meanwhile, I'll send Gavin or Jenny over with the pudding board."He gave Terry a gesture from behind Jean's back and went back to the bar.Terry waited and then, with the excuse that he wanted another drink, went up to the bar. James was at one end away from the customers."Tell me very briefly," he said."Army widow," said Terry. "Husband died of wounds three months ago. Forces Widows' Pension insufficient. I must."I let her work at the tie. Then I shrugged out of my jacket and let it fall to the floor, loosening my trousers, letting the weight of their wetness pull them down my legs. I wasn't watching my hands, I was watching her.Her teeth were gnawing nervously at her lower lip as her breath came in quick temp. Occasionally the tips of her breasts would brush up against my chest. Because I was still wearing my shirt I hurried with the rest of my clothes down below, bending only once to get rid.