After reheating the blades until they were verging on yellow I hammered the steel until it was finally shaped. I cooled the steel first in an oil bath... and then in warm water. I finished shaping the blades by using the blacksmith's grinding wheel to smooth and put an edge on them. I used a deer horn to make a handle for the knife and hardwood for the scalpels, as well as using iron brads to fasten the handles together.For the first time I am receiving some respect from the men for a skill I have. .. was incredible. I loved every second of it and it was something ... something I always dreamed of but," He hesitated for a moment looking deeply into my eyes."Who was it?" He finally whispered.I took a deep breath, the question was inevitably coming, I knew that but now that it was out in the open I hesitated. I wanted to tell him, as dangerous and stupid as it was I wanted to tell him. Part of me was tired of hiding the obvious truth but another part of me was ... was excitedly anticipating. The third was a long story of role-playing in which the wife was encouraged to imagine various men making love to her. The husband played the part of the lover for many months before the wife relented, chose a partner and the husband arranged for them to be alone in a hotel room in a strange city. The last story I picked told of neighbors who dined, drank and danced, swapping dates as a sort of prank at some point during the evening. The simulated swap continued as the wives accompanied their. I could hardly believe how easy it was to seduce her. Jill watched us as she slid down and laid back on the couch and spread her legs even wider.Dan’s stare was transfixed on his white wife with my black cock stuffed in her mouth, and at first didn’t hear Jill when she said, “Come on over here between my legs, Danny boy. You need to get a taste of your black mamma’s fat, wet pussy.”Dan quickly moved between her legs and pushed his arms under her heavy thighs, covered her fat, hairy labia with.