He picked up a large steel spit This is the spit that will come with your Spartan Spitter, its a full 8 feet long and 3 inches thick, we make them thi...ck for two reasons, thickness means strength this spit will not bend, buckle of break under any weight, the second reason is the thicker the spit the more pleasure it will give your meat-girl Ron said as he held up the spit for all to see and placed it down on the counter its also guaranteed to stay sharp for ever, you never have to sharpen this. " Ah, yes, the good doctor. I can't decide whether he injured me or did me a service." Armand chewed reflectively. "I attract a lot of carrion, scavengers. Your mother would probably call them 'gold diggers'. They are like remoras, that pick clean a shark's teeth, or jackals, clearing the leavings from a lion's kill. I attract women who want the cachet of being Mrs. Armand Wilson, and who will do whatever they deem necessary to accomplish that goal." He took another bite of swordfish. "Well, I. They had gone through law school married, and he had always hinted that they should start swinging. But she had been afraid of the risks, and anyway enjoyed the wonderful orgasms he gave her, ardently, powerfully, and frequently. She had been pretty sheltered in her youth, and even in College had not been very sexually active. He had been the best lover she ever had, and all through law school she had seen no reason to look outside her marriage bed. The first day of third year, she had walked. I had won, and I knew that.“P-Pleeease…” She begged, sobbing.“Alissa, hands on the couch, panties down. Now. I’m losing my patience.”And she did it. Shaking, she bent forward until her hands touched the couch, then she reached for the sides of her panties and slid them down slowly. When she had it slid down to her knees, I told her to stop and put her hands back on the couch. It was quite a show. What a beautiful view it was. Her pussy was small, as tight and virginal looking as I could hope.