I was so exhausted from the seemingly never-ending day that I did not even notice we had just entered a lingerie store. That is, until I found myself ...eated in the stores changing room. What do you think? I heard my friends voice as she came out of a nearby changing stall. Sighing, I peered up, only to find her wearing the skimpiest, tiniest lace underwear I had ever seen. Bright pink, it barely covered up her breathtaking body, making it impossible for me to resist the arousal that soon. The first night, they built a large fire and kept it bright all night, having gone in well armed pairs to get the wood in daylight. They maintained vigilance, and so far nothing happened except for the expectation of attack.It was around noon the next day, as they were crossing a broad shallow stream crossing the trail that a large boar charged out of the brush and at John who was the only one not mounted on that side of the mule trail. He leveled his pig spear, but there was nothing to brace. “We have enough pie for everyone at the Retreat several times over, but I would caution you to eat only one piece now. Otherwise, you might well see it again after you have been working out for a while.”Morales downed half a glass of lemonade before he forced himself to stop, thinking it tasted better than anything he’d had for a long time — until he took his first bite of the pie.“It’s amazing how good something cold tastes after a little exercise,” Diana said, tongue in cheek. “We have. The question was, was she enough for Sir?Someone clapped their hands, causing her to head towards the door. One of the maids bowed her head and gestured towards the open doorway. These girls must have spent a lot of time gagged, able to communicate without the need to speak. Neither the less, Wes did as she asked, walking out towards the main room, finally able to see what was inside.Masters, mistresses, and slaves of all kinds populated the decorative den of sin. Sex was everywhere. On the.