In the back of the wagon were fifteen or so other girls and young women. I knew several of them from school or other settings. Some were married; most... including me, were not. All were highly attractive, or so I thought, at least. We had been found worthy of being abducted and taken away. I flushed with a moment of pride, only to feel a chill as I thought of the obvious reasons why we might have been chosen. Some of the women had had their clothing torn and, their hands tied as mine, were. Her big tits bounced into view. My god they were impressive, and my cock throbbed in response to seeing them. She motioned for me to sit in her chair and then she knelt in front of me sinking my cock deep between her tits. “You like that don’t you Harry, you love the feeling of your cock between my tits” Sandra grasped her breasts and started to massage my cock between them. I had to agree, it was a great feeling. After a couple of minutes of this I was nearly ready to climax. “Sandra, I think. ..just long enough to make memories with my wife. Clothes are rarely worn when we are there. I am almost always there, but, there are certain men that my wife will take to the cabin alone and spend a weekend with.The hot tub on the deck has been the primary focus of so many memories.The normal routine is the when the man arrives, I will greet them and offer them some drinks, as Susie stays in the master bedroom. I will ask them to shower and put on a robe we provide. When they are on the deck. Sophie rolled her eyes in the passenger seat "Yeah, sure" she said. Alex laughed and said"yeah, I brought it, it's buried under some of my stuff, but it's there." Great! I can't wait to show you that new riff I've been practicing!" You mean that one that you've been deafening me with for the past couple weeks, Mark?" Sophie asked. Mark sighed "Yeah, that one"."Well anyways bro, looking forward to it. We still have to try and get a band together by the way" Alex reassured him."Yeah, I know. When.