They tugged and forced my unwilling lower limbs into a straight line, A straight line from knee to knee , through upper thigh to upper thigh all the w...y to the other knee, and after a short period after the pain killer wore off the pain became unbearable.The splint allowed me to close my lags to maybe forty five degrees, but the springiness pulled them wide as I relaxed, They brought shiny knee length boots, they looked like rubberised leather, and Helga slid them on my feet and then I was. I ask were her bathing suit was , She smile said I love to sun bath in the nude now . dropping to her knees she pull out my cock and suck like a mad woman in heat. making me shoot a load so big and she smile and got up and kiss me .Wow did we have a weekend of sex , I have not fuck her that way in years and she was open to to things I only had heard about from other guys I know.Were was the wife I left a week ago. but you know she been so happy too. On Sunday we were having dinner out side and. My pussy aches too much. Rupert seems to read my thoughts. He springs into action. “I want you naked, right now,” he says, yanking my top over my head to bare my braless tits. His eyes stay rooted to my nipples as he undoes my shorts and tugs them down to my ankles. My inky-black g-string doesn’t last three seconds as he slips a finger inside its hip and simply tears it open. He doesn’t seem the slightest bit bothered. “Up you come,” he says hoisting me into his arms by the butt. He kisses. "Cuz that's where I live, I guess." That's a good reason," Mr. Warren said, and Kristi beamed. "I imagine that's where you like to party, too?"Kristi smiled broadly, remembering something Mr. Warren had said before."Yeah! I'm a party girl!" she said."Of course you are!" he agreed. "And now that you're single, you're going to want to throw wild, drunken parties, aren't you? You're going to love playing hostess, dressing up all pretty and then making sure all of your guests get off! You'll be the.