"I'm thirsty."Bart poured more rum into her cup and brought it to her open mouth. "Drink up, baby."Tiffany swallowed. The booze, combined with their g...oping hands, had her head reeling. "I'm on fire," she gasped. "Christ." Maybe I can help," Bart said; He looked at his brother and snickered.Tiffany was sprawled out on top of the desk. "I hope so. I need to be fucked again."She didn't believe her own words. It was as if she were caught in a storm and couldn't escape. Her unleashed passion had. Sliding my finger between her arse cheeks I located the hole pushing first one finger and two deep into her arse she started to grown and moan into the cloth ----- push back bitch push back I said.I inspected her greasing process ------- when I inserted another finger making it three – Master how many more Jay asked ------- Just another one I said and a thumb with a smile ------ good girl push back ------- she had cleaned herself well only clean liquid owes through my fingers.Good girl offering. I just told him to scale up his HVAC. He scowled, twiddled his twiddler and set about making it happen. I showed him pictures of a kitchen, a library, a games room and a personal movie theater. He nodded and made notations. I figure that he had one hell of a staff and he just handed the procurement issues off to them to distribute the headaches.Once spring decided to show up I packed up my weapons, a suitcase and the dog. I headed for Bellvue Washington for Insights where I spent a few months. We argued with him for about 10 minutes and then he finally stood up and said "are you going to strip or am I going to have to get one of these men to ripe you clothes off for you. By this time my wife was crying uncontrollably I tried to calm her down she just kept asking him why he was dong this. The biker only said he was protecting himself. The biker who we later found out was named Rick reached over and pushed me away and told of the guys sitting on the couch to come over and strip her. I.