Suddenly Frankie was knocked out of the way as Ian thrust straight in to Reece saying “you fuck my Mrs I fuck you, remember that son, next time you ...hink of it”. His cock banging in and out of Reece’s hole fast and hard, Reece was screaming for mercy but still pulling on his own cock as Ian pounded in and out of him holding his hips and pulling him back towards him.Frankie moved round to the front of Reece and pushed him up slowly impaling him even harder on Ian’s cock, she guided herself. ’ He lifts his head and smiles and it’s one of those smiles that makes her think ‘Uh oh’ and ‘YAY’ at the same time. ‘Uhay’ is the theoretical expletive. Two impulses crashing into each other. A big explosion and shock waves. He steps behind her and gently removes her purse from her shoulder and puts his arms around her, drawing her back against his body. He’s hard and she can feel it. Vertigo. He leans down and whispers in her ear. ‘Just think about it if I were there. If I’m not there what do. He dipped his finger into her pussy, smiling at the way she tried to push down for more but he held out. She was going to slowly pay for her absence. He reached under the mattress where he knew he would find her nipple clamps, reaching up and sliding them over each dusky areola, tugging on them which elected a moan. He grinned, sliding off his slacks and releasing his 8 inch cock. Her eyes widened and she gasped. "You know the rules Zara," he murmered. "Not a sound, not a murmer". This was an. As she neared the village, she gave it a quick appraisal. It was quite possibly the smallest village she had come across in quite a while, reminding her of the village where Kendrick had first taken her, setting her up with new clothing and the two new weapons that she still carried to this day. A finely crafted sliver dagger that she kept discretely strapped to one thigh, and a short sword she kept on her back, hidden by her wealth of raven black hair. Murmuring inaudible instructions under.