That’s up to you. Some visits may be more than hour so to be fair, if we go two hours that’s $500 off the car. But I say when.”Mandy looked over...at me with a cross between exquisite ecstasy and and quiet concern. Gary continued fucking her. I asked Mandy if that sounded ok as she began to cum. She moans “Mm hhhhmmm” softly. I couldn’t stand it anymore and stood at Gary’s desk, and unzipped my pants. Mandy opened her eyes from her orgasm and with an angelic smile, reached up and grabbed my cock. A 4inch butt plug in deep purple and a strapon belt with a dildo attachment with a tapered tip and about 8 inches long. It was not a replica of a penis, that was a turn off for me. I had no wish for a penis anywhere near my arse.Finally we visited the Janus shop in Old Compton St, purveyors of fine spanking stuff for more years than I care to remember.Happy days in the 70s when they had viewing cubicles that I never dared to wank off in.Now we paid for a crook handled cane, about 4 foot long,. " It's still my planet."He spoke as if that should settle the issue. Maybe for him it did. He turned to Wizen."I don't want to see him here tomorrow, sir," he said. "Sunday night is soon enough." I want to talk to your Council," I told Wizen on Sunday evening. I had propped myself on my elbows as I lay on his bed.He looked alarmed."Council?" he asked. "I doubt very much that —" I'm the one putting his life on the line for them, aren't I?" Yes," he agreed. "For which we have agreed to give you. Bill had screwed her daughter three, four and as many as six times and more in that bedroom. And Joanne had listened with rapt attention to every bed creak, grunt and moan. More than once she’d gotten up to use the master bath that separated the two bedrooms, and lingered much longer than she needed to, listening. Listening and touching herself; her hands roamed to her breasts, thighs or the flat of her stomach. Once in a while a finger would find her lips and she’d catch herself sucking on it.