He gave her everything he had too, he didn't figure he was going to get another chance at this and he wanted to make it the best he could give. He had...'t had much in the way of sex either so he wanted this chance at some rich pussy to be even sweeter. For her part, it had been a long long time since she had been filled like this. She wasn't in the habit of cheating on her husband, this was only the second time in the nearly twenty years that they had been married that she had done this and the. I was taken by the whirlwind of thought, “ Can I think of it?, Should I think of it.”My mind and heard were not on one page. Some part of me wanted to see Saima get fucked by all these men. Some part of me was very protective and wanted to keep some semblance of sacredness. But for me, sacredness definition had gone into doubt. Then luckily I got an Idea which was in the middle ground of the two extremes.“No. but you can watch!” Saima was confused but got my point soon and smiled. I took her by. Nothing unusual about that. None of them liked being sent to the Stables . . . which was very understandable indeed! “Stand up . . . legs well astride . . . hands on top of your head.” Belle obeyed without demure. She was used to carrying out that kind of order promptly. Podgy hands ran over her. Fondled and mauled her. Her bottom was suddenly smacked. “Stop snivelling, girl.” “I . . . I’m so sorry, Master . . . but . . . I . . . I’m s-so . . . frightened ...” Two more smacks. “Silence, girl!”. “Yes, but we have lots of surplus food, and if you’ll let us, we’ll bring it here, heat it up, and serve it to you. It’s not the freshest, but I can ... compensate for that with some seasonings, spices, etc. Plus, it helps me just as it helps you. And they get paid, so it helps them. Win-win-win,” Pilar cleverly devised a stratagem that made more than a little common sense.At this point, after all, we wanted food on hand, not food being freshly made and cooked. We were drained, all of us,.