I had no idea what she had in mind, but loved the fact there were few people there, we found seats toward the back with little lighting to give us a f...air deal of privacy though the cigarette smoke was thick. Sarah was a hot bird with long passionate kisses and soon my cock was standing proud straining my trousers to be released and she was rubbing it to make it even stiffer. “I,ll just release your cock!” Sarah stated the obvious and unzipped my flies then guided it through my boxer shorts into. Bill told her it was just an urban myth. She responded that it didn’t matter if it was seven seconds, seven minutes, or seventy minutes; men still spent a lot of time thinking about sex. One thing led to another, and eventually he bet that he could go twenty-four hours without thinking about sex. Sally said "You’re on," but then seemingly dropped the topic. Now Sally sat on the edge of the bed in nothing but a loosely tied terry robe and those lacy lilac bikinis. Bill was sure that there was. Pat went to cancel our wards around the rooms, as Shannon helped me hitch the team to the cart. Pat rejoined us after turning in the keys."Which direction?" he asked, as we mounted our horses. The women were already in the cart."Out of town to the east. Away from the river and the tow path," I told him. We quickly left Fontenoy-le-Chateau. A mile or so out of town we found a small forested area. We pulled in there and all dismounted. Pat and I tied our horses' reins to the cart. We unhitched. His son had clearly taken the Organization's maxim to heart - 'spare the whip and spoil the slave'!She was so exhausted she thought she wouldn't even make it back as far as her master's apartment - she would have to crawl if Marek kept pulling her along by her collar chain. Alexa wasn't just extremely tired - she was very sore as well. Her body ached all over, especially inside down below. But she was secretly pleased with herself having finally managed a faultless performance of the randomly.