He steppedout from under the canopy over the pumps and looked up. Within acouple of minutes a helicopter landed in the parking lot, blocking theexit....Nat had been panicked when he first heard the sound of thehelicopter, but by the time it landed he was wondering why it hadfrightened him, and by the time the rotors stopped turning he waslosing interest in it entirely. His mind drifted to the stuff LewisMumford had been saying about architecture as the pilot of the coptergot out and started. Then two rapid cuts with the crops, and they stopped, or rather we stopped. We were released, and I was led to a cart. Basically this consisted of a pair of wheels, joined by an axle. Above and across the axle was a seat, wide enough for two comfortably, or three squashed. There was a rail around the back and side forming a backrest. Two shafts led forwards from the seat, and another central one from the axle, linking with a large ring around it. My arms were laid along the shafts, from the. Just what the fuck was wrong with Art that he wasn't trying to fuck my sexy wife? How could he be so dumb as to pass up a beautiful woman like Edith? Almost overnight I went from trying to catch Edith cheating on me to trying to put her in situations where she could. When we went to parties I would feed her doubles and the leave her to fend for herself. She got hit on a lot, but she never gave anyone a tumble. The closest I ever got was at her company Christmas party when several guys got her. "Oh Tim, I'm so sorry. I was so pissed off that I forgot all about the blow job that I promised you." She looked at me with an expression of guilt. "I guess maybe I should be punished too. If you want, you can tie me up and use your belt on my tits. I know that you'd like that. And then you can fuck my face till you shoot down my throat...well into my mouth anyway. I want to taste my master's cum."The girl was just plain freaky at times. She went from wanting to painfully dominate her mother,.