He reached for his own button and undid his shorts. He lowered them and his boxers. While he was distracted with that, James grabbed a bottle of lube.... He bought it in case something like this happened. It was new. He took off the foil cap and gave it to Allan. Allan was on his knees and James got on all fours in front of him. Allan looked at his ass, it was pale, firm, and tight. He took the bottle and put a little bit on his cock, already partially wet from his pre-cum. He rubbed the lube. "Do you have a hanger for this?" she asked, handing me the skirt. I took it to the closet and when I turned she was sitting on the bed, removing her stockings. "May I wear a pair of your socks?" she asked.I found a pair of sweat socks; several sizes too big for her small feet and watched her roll down the silk stockings over her shapely ankles. She looked up at me and smiled, knowing that I had discovered something else that set her off from her sister. The absence of the little red birthmark. You're rewarding me," I said, smiling big time."Well, yes, you are getting a reward, my husband. But..." But?" I said."But, Oscar, you're a cuckold now. I'm afraid you are not allowed to screw me. That isn't what you thought was it? I mean I thought you knew what a cuckold's place was, a cuckold's duty was," she said."Huh? What? I can't have you?" I said. I was already down to my underwear and now I stood transfixed by her words. She'd said them almost sadly."Oscar, your reward is to eat me.. There was a shaman with him, but it wasn’t the old man that I’d met before in my visits to their encampment. The guy was younger than I was, looking to be in his early twenties at best. He was the first one to step down off his horse. He walked over to where our vehicles were parked and then he started praying over them. It didn’t take more than that to make me realize that the Horse People thought the vehicles were evil. I just sighed at that and shook my head. Even so, I didn’t say a word or.