He is a chocolate coloured hunk, tall and muscly and I immediately decide I am going to have him, or he have me.Maxine is a slim and tallish size 10-1...2 blond and as I told Roger, very pretty and around ten-years younger than us as is her man. She is wearing heels and very tight leather slacks which highlight her taut body with a white silk top.“We are to please and be pleased,” I tell her as we tongue kiss by way of greeting.“And so we shall,” she smiles confidently as she licks my. She wanted the man she married to have a body covered with countless deep and terrible scars, the result of many a hard and brutal battle, in all of which he had triumphed, fighting for her honour and approbation.Then came the recurring stab of pain. "Why can I not prove myself in combat like my valiant and doughty ancestors? Why am I doomed to be a feeble woman all my life?" She recalled that day when her darling friend Martha had felled her with a single fearsome blow to the jaw,. Being alone and having her sight taken from her caused Mary even more terror, not physical pain of being hit, but mental pain of not knowing what was going on around her. The minutes stretched on and time seemed to have no meaning in her world of darkness. It seemed like an hour that Mary stood there in the darkness of her blind prison. She was sure that she could hear the whispers of more than just one man. More than the one man would complicate things, because escape from a single man might. After making sure I had everything I needed he told me that my cue to enter was going to be when I heard the team hooting for me. I sighed and managed a smile as he left.The office was chilly and I felt my nipples push against my bra as I took off my shirt. This was going to be fun. My nervousness began to fade as I shed my clothes in the large office. I stood their naked, trying to decided what to do when I came out. I spotted a towel and thought it would make for a nice little strip tease. I.