There was even a rack with, what Matt could only describe as fairy wings, the large butterfly shapes reminding him of costumes from a renaissance fest...val. There were display shelves arranged around the room like spokes of a wheel, holding all sorts of creams, lotions, incense, sexual enhancement devices, gag gifts, nipple clamps, cock rings, and many things Matt had never seen before and could only imagine how they would be used. The wall to Matt's left had various contraptions hanging from. My girls embrace each others with their legs wide spread, ankles tied to trees, only lit by the moon.My girls trib their twats together to keep themselves on the brink of coming, expecting any orders.My girls shiver a bit in the evening breeze. I warm their bodies with a whip wrapping around them.My girls are ready for their final fucks for this long lasting day of love between the three of us.My girls moan from making out while being tied up, while have my fingers in all their hot holes.My. No one would miss you, not that many seniors bothered showing up on the last day anyway. You heard the mail come through the slot on the front door. You got up to grab it and move it to the kitchen counter where your parents might eventually find it. You skimmed through it, nothing but bills and past bill notifications, as expected. That is until you reached the large brown envelope in the back of the stack bearing your name.You hastily opened it up and on the front page of the packet inside. I also need to take a piss. I'll be back soon." Feeling strength in his legs once again, and also in his hardening cock, he walked out of the front door of the tavern, leaving Pixie, and came around the side of the tavern, outside now cold and dark, and through the small garden fenced off around the grounds.He followed the wall of the tavern around to the back where the stable was, and where the mares were tied up. He saw Gelda, who had her back to him tending to a mare, feeding it. The back.