. OOOH, I got it! A Cult!" Trish shouted the idea with a huge smile creasing her face."A cult?" I asked, not quite certain where she was going with th...s."Yeah, in Utah, they've got these ... well, mom always called em cults. Anyway there are these fundie groups that totally keep women like they were slaves. They have no ID, or anything, except what their husbands allow. Oh, and they get married like when they're sixteen..." I know exactly zero about Utah." I pointed out."We just say you ESCAPED. While dining Ron confessed to her that while he had told her he worked as an escort, he really wasn't what you would call a true escort.He said, "It started out as a trick Beth wanted to play on you which I went along with to please Beth. Once it started and you were convinced that I was an escort I didn't want to change your perception of me. The reason I didn't want to change that was because of the pleasure I was having in being intimate with such an intelligent and beautiful woman as you. I. I passed an open doorway. Thrak grunted as Angela slid her big tits up and down his dick. I didn’t care. I reached the end of the corridor, looking right. Minx, already wiggled out of her britches, pointed at a tapestry surrounded by the vines.“Look what I found,” Minx giggled, hips shaking. “A tapestry.”I moved to her, the lithe halfling dancing before me, ass shaking. My dick was so hard, my three balls all boiling with cum. Flashes of a halfling youth, someone she knew from an early age,. She grumbled in her sleep and turned over displaying to me her rear end. I eventually climbed off the end off the bed so as not to rouse either of them and almost had to stand on my head to make the protuberance go down far enough to leak out of it. I've never had trouble with pissing through an erection but getting this monstrosity to bend far enough to let it splash into a toilet is another thing altogether.The storm had left a warm and sunny November morning, similar to our autumn weather,.