There was no need for a full dunk, in his opinion. Definitely no need for soap. That done, he went back up to the fire pit. The coals were still glowi...g slightly. He poked them with a stick, tossing a small log on, before grabbing his basket and pail. Whistling, he walked to the ford and crossed the stream.The wild chickens had been moved closer to the camp, but still roosted in the trees on the edge of the field. Tom had said he'd probably build some sort of hutch for them come fall, but they. Suddenly there was a knock at the door and John opened it. In walked the waiter from the bar and one of his colleagues. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. First there was his manager, totally naked and with a huge hard on and then Alyson tied up and looking very sexy and fuckable.Master looked at them and said, ‘Well, get your clothes off, there’s a slut her that needs fucking.’Master took Alyson and her down on the bed with her ass just on the edge of the bed. Then he got two chairs and. She sucked hard and hugged his ass cheeks to keep her pinioned face pressed against his groin. Her breasts pressed to his thighs. Ned glided down from his high. As he eased into a more stable heartbeat, he petted and lightly fluffed her hair. He told Brooke to swallow and join him on the bed to pamper him through his afterglow. Brooke crawled up beside him, head crooked on his bicep. Her index finger lazily drew circles on his chest as he regained his breath. Lazing in bed, Brooke asked Ned why. “See how much I want you,” he whispered. Xena’s hand stroked Henry’s through his shorts, not that they were doing any useful job of containing him. Helping him remove his shorts took no time and his hardness almost fell into her hands. Taking it in both of her hands she began to stroke his full length, feeling him grow even harder. She knelt and cupping him in one hand and holding him in the other she gently ran her tongue over the head. It was like an electric shock to him, causing him to.