. Him: “My dear wife, I was wondering how many male organs have visited this place I just had such a good time in?”Her: “Oh honey! That’s a he...l of a question to ask a woman whose been screwing for 40 years. Why would you even want to know?”Him: “I don’t know. It was just a passing thought. Some silly male curiosity, I guess. Men do wonder about such things, in case you didn’t know. I realize it’s all in the past, like yesterday’s meal, but history is a fact. I love you for who you are, but who. Not being a stranger to the house I knew that everyone went in around the side entrance that led to the kitchen rather than the front door so I made my way up the path that ran alongside the property. I passed a small window and for some reason that I can't possibly explain I looked in just for a second. My feet stopped in their tracks. My heart skipped a beat as a surge of blood rushed to my cock. My eyes had caught sight of Veronica standing in the doorway to the living room with her back to. One was healthy enough to pay for my planned week in Vegas.Which, I took a moment to update. Three more show tickets, three more flights and one more room.A second event caught my attention. At the same hotel, the day after the awards, there was an adult industry convention. Clothes, toys, videos and other products plus seminars on the lifestyle, BDSM and harems. I had to laugh; there was no way we were not attending. I bought tickets for all of us.I took a moment to check the hotel and found. The label was in French and he didn't understand it, part of the writing said "Marquis De Sade".Several people laughed at this joke and Mr. Bain turned to greet the Reverend and his wife in costume"I am glad you and your lovely family could make it. How are the costumes? You feeling good in them?"Reverend Jeremy thought this last remark was strange but in fact he did feel strange in this costume. Not just ridiculous, as he did when he first put it on, but he felt... anxious. He felt like he.