I looked around me again and saw no sign of life. Shrugging, I did as ordered, removing my clothing. Leave them in the car, you won't be needing them....I couldn't help but stare at the huge barn as I undressed and placed each item in the back seat. When I was completely naked, I stood, not saying anything, just staring at that building, wondering when it'd collapse. Today? Tomorrow? Next week?A sharp jerk on my collar caused me to lose my footing. Stumbling, I regained my balance and followed. Her sisters enforced this, not me, but we were all concerned for Sarah's welfare; in fact, much more than she was. She kept insisting that she "was ready to fuck!"Finally, it was time! Sarah even took a bath, although it was not Saturday. Her sisters insisted that I bathe, too, so I went along with the suggestion which I interpreted as the nearest thing to an order that I would ever hear from my wives. I may be stubborn, but I am not a fool when it comes to complying with something my wives. Moistening it so she feels the pleasure. Her moans being enough to egg him on for more, feeling her waist pump up against him as she finds that place of pure ecstasy. The place he wants her to be so she will do anything he wants her to.Taking his time, each nipple getting as much attention, rasping the sensitive hardness its peaked into, then easing it with a gentle suck. He hears her voice deep with passion say please, but thats all he got from her. He takes that as a notion to go further. Hell, it wasn't his fault that he had been laid off work. Besides, he considered it a well-deserved vacation. He needed the break. His employment insurance check came in every couple of weeks, on schedule, and he still had another three months' worth. He wasn't in any particular hurry: he was having way too much fun surfing the net and sharing newly acquired fantasies with his online friends. He had never been part of an online community before and was extremely gratified to start building a.