I'll have your cream now, then we'll have you leashed and ready to greet the girls.' Hammond squirmed under her flesh and probed at the sweet essences...of her asshole, now slippery with juices, and very quickly began to snort and moan in the glorious cleft of her ass cheeks as the semen was milked from him. Hortense grinned as his hips bucked urgently while her hand generously worked his cock, the warmth of his tongue probing deep into her asshole providing a pleasing sensation. He groaned hard. They led to a pair of crossed ankles, covered in black socks. After that was a pair of unpressed slacks, a white shirt with the sleeves rolled up and a tie that was pulled down. What first appeared to be suspenders, when carefully examined, became the straps of a shoulder holster. The butt of a revolver peeked out from under one arm.Above the open collar was a face, shadowed by a snap brim hat pulled down over the eyes, as though the wearer had been using it to cover his face. Little could be. Whether on a battlefield, a boardroom, a baseball field or in a bedroom—he was one for alliteration—most decisions taken cumulatively make up who we become—but some decisions turn us about, or into the wind or steer us onto another path altogether, turning us into someone entirely different—one moment we are A, the next we are L or Q. Liz, standing there in the patio doorway—symbolic?—made an existential decision. She was going to fuck a stranger. I could see it in her eyes. And me, I was. As I was rubbing my finger on Julie's crack, I pulled her knickers down and spreading her thighs ran my tongue straight onto her clit.She was close to coming, as I licked her and fingered her she came in seconds, groaning and moaning she screamed out. I pulled her off the sofa and onto her knees, as I did I said "Do Donna" as she put her hand up my wife's skirt Donna parted her thighs and Julie rubbed her slit, Terry was still getting the full treatment.Pulling down my own pants I parted.