As well as other and more painfully humiliating devices.However, though the guards might look with lustful longing, they knew it was death to have rel...tions – of any kind – with any slave girl. Of course, there might be occasions when they were ordered to have such relations. But that was a different matter and usually done for someone else's amusement as much as anything. Nevertheless, it should not be imagined they lived a celibate life. When they were of duty, there were special. It was the face of a little girl, an impression only heightenedby the lace and ribbon of his nightdress and he hated it.As he brushed, counting the strokes, his eyes fixed forward, trying tostare through his reflection without seeing it, he could hear MissFrancesca and Miss Anna through the open door talking in low tones,debating some question or another. At first he zoned them out, hearingwithout hearing, but slowly became aware of a growing sense of uneasebrought about by the odd word or. So many modules are just so routine. Descent into the Depths of the Earth, Steading of the Hill Giant Chief, Tomb of the Lizard King, The Secret of Bone Hill, things like that. I think it would be good if something a little more naughty was published.”She nodded. “But I would suggest you use a pseudonym in order to do it. ‘Pete Culver’ is now a well-known creator, and something like that might tarnish your image. And sure, many will know it was you, but at least make it not so obvious.”I nodded. It was not long before they both pulled out and came on our wife’s asses. Stacy moved up and straddled me, then told me now it is your turn. She slid down on my throbbing cock and started moving up and down. I looked over and saw my wife ridding Jack the same way. A group of 4 men walked up and both wife’s nodded. Two of them went to each wife. I watched my wife gasp when the man stuck his cock in her ass. The other filled the gasp with his cock. When the man behind Stacy pushed his cock in.