The gear he was wearing now couldn't hold a candle to the military grade stuff. It required brains to overcome that drawback. I was glad he understood...that.There was no door bell or knocker. Standing to the side I used my left foot to knock aggressively on the lower door. I keyed the mike and said, "Heads up, getting ready to go in."I kicked the door three times again and yelled, "Anybody home, hello."I was just about to kick the door in when someone inside yelled, "Hold your pants on I coming.. My wife, Chris,was attractive in an athletic way. She was a woman people would describeas "handsome" with her strong features. She had just been notified thatan uncle she barely knew had passed away. He had left her everything,including a mansion, several million dollars and ownership of hisconsulting company."I can't believe it," she said, reading the legal notice again."I'm sorry, honey," I said."I hardly knew him. It's hard to feel sad. I just can't stop thinkingabout the money," she said,. Then he shoved his cock into her and began ass fucking her hard. She felt so good and so tight as he fucked that sexy asshole. She had an ass he could stay in for hours. He grabbed her nipples and as his ass fucked her ass hard he pulled and tugged on the nice long nips. Then he grabbed her hair and pulled her head back and told her "Look at your face in the mirror. It has that look of a woman getting fucked hard and loving it. You like my hard cock in that tight ass don't you? You have a body. She too had been chained naked to my bed waiting for me to decide how long and with what instrument she was to be beaten before being fucked. Despite her rough handling, or perhaps because of it, Charity had developed a taste for submissive sex. She would squirm and wriggle her tight little tail whenever I picked up a crop or a paddle. Her eyes would go big and misty and her juices would start to flow. When her older sister, Hope, had joined us, Charity derived almost as much pleasure watching.