They don't do quite as good a job, but someof the little pixies cry when you lock a cage on them." I think a cloth one will do for now. We could move ...up to a cage laterif we decide to."Juliet exhaled in relief. It was audible."So are you the mistress? Do you need a paddle?"Molly grinned. She looked at Juliet, who turned away."Nah, I don't need a paddle. But what are those?" Molly said."Those are impressive, is what they are" Staci said, grinning."They're dildos. He can sit on them, or he can. I meant his wife.” God I hope that was his wife! “Life is too short. I’m Adam.” I reached out my hand. After a brief delay and finally, a bright-eyed, quirky smile told me she wanted what I wanted, she straightened and shook my hand — at least I hoped so.Rubbing her thumb gently on the back of my hand made my slacks twitch. “Are you serious? I’m Evelyn, Eve. Perhaps we were destined to meet, fellow latecomer?” My chest wells; my dick swells; I stroke her knuckles as I watch thrust her full tits. I let out a cry of intense pleasure, "oh fuckkkk baby it's so big you're so deep inside me" all he did in response to that was spank my ass and proceed to fuck me. His cock was plowing me. He was thrusting into me faster and deeper than I had ever fucked before. The desk was rattling underneath us as I was moaning "oh fuck fuck fuck me harder oh my god yes baby fuck me" over and over. Soon after this began my next orgasm started. "Ohhhh baby I'm gonna cum don't stop fucking me right there" I. Months rolled by and I decided I wanted to move out of emergency housing. I took a second job working at a bar on the weekends and would spend every second I could looking at flats to rent. All I wanted was to move in with Sam and feel like a proper adult.My bar job was much more fun than working at the supermarket and I usually made pretty good tips, too. I also loved it there because I worked with a wild girl called Sarah. She quickly befriended me and we would spend countless nights drinking.