We cooked the tenderloin for dinner that night, saved some of the better pieces for tomorrow's evening meal and cut up and braised the rest of it that... night. It was what was called a scrub deer, more like an Earth antelope than anything else, and they were generally small. The doe was no exception, so there was not that much meat to deal with. My skills at dressing out my kill had improved enough that I didn't even think to ask the farmer for help. I let him do the braising though. He spiced. ” I slid my hand up between Alison’s legs, parting her thighs and felt inside her wet slit and I felt her push down on my fingers and groan. I reached down to the table for the cane. Swish, swish, swish, each stroke left a pink line across her rounded cheeks. Swish, at the 4 th stroke Alison stood with a cry rubbing her bum. “One extra stroke for that, Alison.” Swish, swish, and one final stinger dead centre made her cry out again but she stayed down. I stepped up behind those inviting. Rekha kept her hand on my dick and moved it across delicately. Slowly, i pushed up her t shirt. Oh! She wore nothing inside. Her boobs were open for me now. Without spending any time, i fingered her nipples. They became erect in a jiffy. I kept on kneading her boobs and nipples. She unbuttoned my shirt and started caressing my hairy chest. Her soft fingers rounded over my nipples. I removed my shirt. Rekha then kissed all over my chest and then moved her tongue over my nipples. This sent. As she walked back into the bedroom, Swetha’s eyes went wide and she squealed her excitement.“Is that for me?” She asked, sitting up on her knees her beautiful body glistening with sweat.”It is!” I said, “Malini, lay down on the bed,” I instructed and Malini did so, stroking the fat rubber cock as if it were real.”Now Swetha, climb on that cock and show her how you can fuck yourself with that nice dildo she has.”Swetha wasted no time in climbing on her and lowering her body down on the dildo..