I stretched out and slapped her ass hard. “That’s for being a bad girl,” I said, “Tell me what you need.”“Please stuff your cock deep insi...e me,” she cried out, “I want to feel you inside me. Fuck me hard and deeeeeeeeeep.”I smiled and pinched her nipple very hard. This made her go crazy and she quickly got down to the floor on her hands and knees, ass up in the air.“Put it in, put it in,” she screamed urgently.I eased down to the floor and holding my cock by its base I rubbed the thick head on. The form-fitting black leather bodysuit, the nearly knee-high boots, even the fingerless gloves were a matte-black. My accessories included a chain belt with a curled-up whip, a leather collar, and a set of handcuffs hooked to it, and some decorative silver zippers and accents. My upper chest was open and the tight leather actually gave me more cleavage than normal. The shoulders were bare, showing more skin. The legs had several strategically placed slits so I would show a lot of leg as I. It was enough to make him a good smith, but not enough to make him a great one. The Talent allowed a smith to feel the iron as he worked it.After leaving the Blacksmith, we waited for our female relatives outside the store they were currently visiting. They soon emerged with a few small packages that went into their saddlebags before we all prepared to return to Fort Henry. On the way out of town our female relatives were more than a little upset.“Everything here is more expensive than we. My wife slept between us and grew used to having both of us on demand. No one got much sleep. As the weeks and months went by, our inhibitions dropped off and and we grew excited to push our limits.One night, my wife noticed me staring at her as she sucked his cock. It was mesmerizing for me to watch… especially when she locked eyes with me and seemed to revel in how hot and nasty she looked. She pulled his cock out of her mouth and offered it to me… probably as a tease but I took her offer to.