" No - I'm asking you to do it, Linda. I want to see you pretend it's him. It's my fantasy. Right now, my only one. Will you do it, for me?"She studie... me for a few seconds, trying to make sure she understood. Then I saw a hint of a smile again when she finally recognized how genuine my fantasy was.She unleashed her answer in a single, uninterrupted stream of urgent desperation. "I will, David, I'll pretend it was hours ago, and I'll pretend he's on top of me, inside me, and I'll let him come. The other job was to get her a holster made up for the .38 so she could wear it in the cross-draw position. I explained that the results with the shotgun had gone so well, I thought we could stick with the .38 she already had. Without a rifle to complicate the issue, we did not need to worry about too many different kinds of ammunition.We immediately took the shotgun and the .38 with us to the saddler and told him what we needed. I thought that it would be a good idea to position the shotgun. Beck was finished and lay on the other side.“We set you up, both Beck and I have watched you working on the bars, you seemed lonely and Beck knew you did not date at school and your cock got bigger as you finished your routine. We both wanted this to happen and you did not let us down, we thought the sex would be good and it was, I hope you are not mad at us, I hope you enjoyed it as well. I did think Becks idea a bit risky but when you told her to shave..., I think we are in love with your. We close at 9 but you can have a little more time to get things together." Yvette commented as she was getting things together. I couldn't resist and I reached up and tweaked her nipple as it stood at attention. She smiled at me and left the room."Damn I wish I'd met you about 30 years ago!" Margot exclaimed. "I would never let you go. Your women are very fortunate. I see why they adore you. No, don't object. I notice things and the way they look at you is pure adoration. It's amazing but none.