I was rough, just as she asked, and I was soon balls deep as well, bottoming out inside her bum.Shawn seemed to really dig it, but then this was origi...ally his suggestion, wasn’t it? We’d have to have a real discussion over whether or not to do this again and what we could expect from it. What did he really want from this deal, versus what did I want, and most critically, what did Angelica herself want, since this was her body most affected by this, of course. She owned this body, even if she. Even the Earl commented on what a fine choice I’d made when he took me hunting the next time, alleviating my worry about getting his approval when I finally asked his permission to marry her. Technically, I didn’t have to ask since both of our parents were freemen, but with my father being his Captain, it was still a good idea to ask.On that hunt, we had quietly followed a set of large deer tracks in the early dawn light, one I’d found yesterday for the hunt. We finally caught a glimpse of it. My wife helps her get it mounted and shortly there after its up my ass again. Wow she says this is awesome I've never done this before. My husband would never allow it. Can I fuck him hard like you did? My wife volunteers yes but try and do it harder, really give it to him. She pounds that hunk of rubber up my ass for all she is worth. A minute or so later someone else says it's her turn and they switch places. It goes on like this till they all have plowed my ass.My wife says okay honey lets. Then he turned and smiled, looking into her eyes. She thought she might faint suddenly and gasped, her hand covering her mouth. He had effectively reduced her to mush with just a smile. “Who owns the hardware shop across the road?” He continued to smile and seemed to enjoy the effect he was having on her, seemed to be fully aware of what he had evinced in her. “It’s closed.” That wasn’t an answer she knew, but rational thought was not high on her list at the moment; he was.