By the time the horses were cooled down, groomed and in their stalls and I had returned the saddles and kit to the tack room the afternoon had almost ...one. ‘I will just make sure that everything is OK and secure, and then we can go and change.’ Janice said, ‘I have the evening off, one of the lads is coming in to do the final rounds.’ I collected my bag containing a change of clothes from the car and waited whilst she dutifully looked in at each horse and ensured that everything was made fast,. We have always been pretty open and honest with each other when it came to sex.One night, while making love, my husband expressed his desire to watch me fuck another man, one with a large cock. I told him that I indeed was intrigued with the idea and that it turned me on. As I wondered why he wanted this man to have a big cock, I asked him if he was more than interested in the man's cock than just to watch him fuck me. This made David very hard and he admitted that he might like to check out. Unfortunately she forgot her sketchbook in her work cubby. Her boss found it. Her boss' husband was also at war, and she immediately recognized the drawings as the fantasies they were. Looking at them reminded her of how much she missed her man, and how long it had been since she'd had a good fuck. Then it occurred to her that the factory had all the supplies she needed to make one of the woman's designs. The owners would hardly miss the scrap metal. Still, the idea of making a metal cock. Nancy Wagner Wingate."Aunt Nancy's expression went from properly demure to questioning amazement as she offered her hand. I turned it gently in mine. Then bending at the waist, I bowed and brushed the back of her hand with my lips."Prince? Did I hear her right? Did she say, Prince Michael?" Nancy was thinking."May I call you Aunt Nancy?" I asked as I continued to read her. My question distracted her for a moment."He certainly has his grandfather's charm," she thought. "And his roguish good.