Nicole shrieked loudly and grabbed for her waistband, trying to keep herself clothed.Janet reached up with one hand and began tickling Nicole, and she...shrieked even louder and let go of her skirt, tucking her arms up in an effort to protect herself.Janet yanked her skirt off, and held it overhead in triumph.“Oh yeah, you’re my bitch for tonight, I claim you as my trophy!”Nicole pouted briefly. “No fair, you cheated.”Janet began crawling across the bed towards her with a lascivious grin on her. “Yes, Ma’am” he replied as he settled into the chair, then using his right hand, he wrapped his fist around his cock, firmly but not tightly, he began slow small tugging motions on his cock. Then as his cock began to harden, he took his left hand under his heavy ball sack and began to squeeze his balls in rhythm with his wanking.“Peter, you must not and cannot lie; why do you think you have this sexual problem between you and your wife?” Ruth asked. “I suppose it all started before I met her;. It was no burden to me to spend eight horses to acquire two wives of the quality of the ones I was after. I did point out to Dove and Sunny that we were going to need a new house. This one was just too small to take in two more adults, but the women said that it was their worry and not mine, so I shut up.It was time for Son's feeding, so Dove nursed him while I cuddled with my two wives. I guess I was catching on as to how to be a Mescalero Apache, but status still did not mean much to me. I. The longcoats were too tight in the shoulders (like the suit jacket) andthe sleeves were a bit short. But I found an ivory wool jacket,fully-lined, that was a bit oversized and slided over the blousevery well and had two large buttons in front. I looked at myselfin the hall mirror from the waist up and decided to go out tothe back yard patio and walk around a bit.I opened the French doors off the kitchen sitting room andstepped into the cool autumn air of late October. It was a clearnight and.