.. you know he'll do anything you say." I don't know..." Oh, come on, Peter, be a sport," Marge chimed in. "I'm sure it would be all right. We can all...watch and make sure he doesn't do anything to her. And besides, Abby's right. It would be a hell of a sight to see. I've wondered myself just what our Jackson would do in that kind of situation." But Marge..." No 'buts'. It's the least we can do for a friend," Peter's wife smiled seductively. "Come on, darling, do it for me."Peter looked at the. "You may rise slave." Mistress said."Thank you Mistress Dora." I replied quickly rising to my feet."Mistress would you care for some refreshment? We have some sweet tea in the fridge I made fresh." I asked her."Yes slave, get it and bring it to me in the living room." She answered.Quickly I rush off to the kitchen to get Mistress a drink. I again glance at the clock to notice what time it is. DAMN! I say as I hurry to get the tea. Three hours have passed. Master could be here anytime. My nerves. He tensed against his restraints and the ball gag made him want to continually swallow, but he wasn’t about to complain.Chun Lee let go of his cock and, pulling apart his buttocks spat into his arse hole. She then went down and started licking his anus, gently at first and then harder, pushing her stiff tongue into his ring. She left for a moment and when she came back she was holding a polished onyx dildo and a tube of lubricant. Sebastian Arnold started at her wide-eyed and started struggling. The angel dipped his hand into the water and pulled up a $17,000 Linux-powered .300 Winchester Magnum with a 22-inch barrel.“Is this your rifle?” the angel asked.“No,” the hunter reluctantly replied.The angel again dipped into the river. This time he held out a highly engraved Winchester 1886 in .50-110 Winchester.“Is this your rifle?”Again, the hunter shook his head and reluctantly replied, “No.”The angel reached down again and came up with a beat-up, no-thrills Savage Axis.“Is this your.