" And the shackles on the wall?" Béla asked. "They were already there?" No, of course not!" Jake replied, actually grinning at her naivete. "I did ev...rything at the same time – got an electric heater, turn on the power and installed the shackles over that old, abandoned bed. I had to get the bed from another abandoned house." That was a lot of effort," Béla said, impressed at the amount of work he'd put into trying to impress her with his 'domination' act."Yeah, I guess," Jake replied. "Well,. ’ This year was to be a ‘Kalend of Kalends.’ Literally that meant a month of months, but it was used by the Romans to refer to a decade. Somewhere in the ancient past it may have originally meant thirty months or perhaps thirty years, but that was before Estevan’s time. Not a whole lot was before Estevan’s time. Once at a dinner party, when someone had asked him how old he really was, he replied, ‘I wasn’t around to sell the stones to Cheops for his pyramid, but my company poured the concrete. Every stroke brought me closer, my pussy was quivering and convulsing as he plowed into me over and over, his abs slapping my cock, his cock head buried in my ass, the sweat off his face dripping onto my face... My body contracted like a watch spring being wound to the breaking point until in that ultimate moment, my legs spasmed, my body shook, and my cock erupted as it shot my hot load over my chest and onto my face. Load after load shot from my cock as it covered me. As my ass tightened and. Cary and I sat at the table chatting as Steve did grill duty. I told Cary that the way she looked tonight in her dress and her hair down if I wasn't her husbands friend I'd be all over her in a second. She giggled and told me she thought I was looking pretty hot myself and if she wasn't a married woman she'd jump my bones. The more we talked I could tell that she was becoming more and more turned on and admittedly so was I so I took it to the next level and said that I really would love to.