Dave had talked about it in the past how he had wished his wife had bigger boobs. He constantly would talk about the women in the office who had big b...easts.Dave came to the party by himself and took every opportunity to check my wife out. The cleavage my wife’s outfit showed drove him absolutely crazy. He was dressed like a policeman and loved showing my wife his real handcuffs. He and my wife made small talked most of the night.Dave got a lot bolder as the night went on as he had a few. I'm not so sure he was happy with what I shared. What the hell, he could like it or live with it. If he wanted horses there was work to be done. Having a horse for every member of his bunch wasn't the most practical scheme to my way of thinking, but I wasn't about to tell him so.At first the concept of a barn to store food for his stock was hard for him to swallow. In his mind he couldn't get past the fact horses could feed themselves without the help of his people. He couldn't understand why. He hardly knew what to look at first. The treasures that were displayed! This caravan was richer by far than any Mak had ever heard of, following the forest trails to Village Wallen.There were fine smooth lumps of flint for chipping, of far better quality than the poor stuff that was to be found in the hills close by. Many of the booths also showed pieces of the rare and beautiful obsidian, brought all the way from the shores of the tideless sea that legend said lay somewhere far to the south.. When we part, you look me squarely in the eye and say sweetly. "Now it's my turn to return the favor."We quickly exchange places and you take your position between my legs. I spread them apart and you look hungrily at my extended shaft. My thong is pulled to one side and my balls are swinging gently at your face. You reach down and remove my pumps."We won't be needing these for what I have in mind," you say softly. You take your flaccid cock and begin rubbing it between my stockinged feet. I'm.