Led down the stairs by the butler, the four came to a room and were seated. Chairs side-by-side. Red textured walls in a huge room. Dim lights, can...dles glowing. A dais before them, with silver chains hanging. Clamps on the pedestal. Soft Brahms playing. Clearly, a “scene” for something to come. The butler gave each of them a plain card. Inscribed was this:A. I submit to bondage and discipline sexually, in return I expect that my Master will love, cherish, and safeguard my well-being.B.. I did it for 10 more minutes after that i lifted her in my hands and inserted my dick in her pussy. ahhhh what a feeling it was not soo stiff though as she already had sex with many men before. She was moaning badly now ahhhhhhhhhh nooooo stoppppp bhaiiiiii ahhhhhhh. I was going wild and pushing deep every time.ahhhhh maahhhhhhhh baaasssss rukoooooooo ahhhhhhh.Then i said i m going to rain so she came under me and opened her mouth I said are you sure She did’t replied so i cummed in her mouth I. "Cissiee, help me drag these here bastards off the trail. Let's put them over there. Be sure ta leave them on their backs soz people kin see what I done ta their cocks."The two women stripped all the valuables and weapons from the three thugs and tossed the loot in the back of the buckboard. They tied the horses to the back of the buckboard and drove back to camp. "Cissiee, now ya see why I wanted ya ta have yer own pistol. By the way, thanks fer the he'p. That wuz good shootin' ya did." Thank. In fact, you're going to help me cook. You need to learn to do something besides grill hamburgers." Are you sure you know what you're doing? This could be disastrous." "Bullshit...Oh sorry. I forgot you were a man of God," she joked."Damn straight," he retorted and they both laughed. "So what are we making?" Spaghetti. From scratch. None of that store-bought stuff. After all, my maiden name was Boscotelli. Now, let's open that wine. You can't cook Italian food without a glass of wine or two.".