A loud snap and she pulled her leg, the cuff banging noisily as she found herself securely bound. The hand returned to her right leg, the cold steel a...taching another cuff. Her leg was pulled to the other side, her legs spreading obscenely. She could feel her pussy and ass cheeks spreading open. She tried to pull back on her right leg but the powerful hands were stronger, opening her up and she again felt the cuff banging and she knew she was now bound tightly. Her ass was thrust out, her pussy. But, yeah, you really landed one hell of a winner in that bride of yours. She’s cooking breakfast right now, a very British breakfast, complete with a proper English breakfast tea, served with milk, of course, toast with butter, orange marmalade, poached eggs, black pudding, fried mushrooms, bacon, and sausage.“I think that I really like that Brit, as much as I wanted to hate her. Oh, and she also rode your cock this morning, as did Karen ... We kinda shared you again in your sleep. I hope that. Went to a local dive bar, more of pool table, cowboy shot and beer type bar, Love checking out str8 guys who are really bi or intereted in a tease. Noticed this one guy at few stools down, fucking gorgeous hunk of a guy, Tall, fucking black cowboy boots on, and shirt unbuttoned to show off his hairy chest. He sat drinking and turned and noticed me, Kinda nodded his head, like hey guy its cool. I just nodded back., and took a long drink of him from head to toe. Love a man in boots. So a few more. As his grief overwhelmed him, a sound of animal loss began in his belly and grew until it burst forth as an anguished as a primal scream that lasted for a full minute. Throughout the release of his anguish, he beat the ground with his fists.The sound reverberated within the glade, growing in strength, to echo his feelings of grief on behalf of all those who could not express theirs. He knew that he wasn’t alone in the feelings he was experiencing, but he was alone in dealing with them.Taking a.