She then said to clean them so I licked and sucked them clean. She walked away and several minutes later was backsaying she was going to make my ass ...feel better. Then her hands were back on my ass and her fingers were playing with my hole' She would push one finger part way in then out then it was two then one deeper then two part way then one deep then two deeper then one again. She did this till she had two fingers deep in me. She had slipped a condom on me best she could with the cage on. He knew he didn't have a good relationship with women and the hostility that existed in the house could be so strong that it countered any results that the herb may have generated and it was for that reason he invited a mate, who he knew was very popular with women for afternoon tea. He briefed him as to the reason for the invite. "You want me to fuck your wife Trevor", he asked with a grin."I tried the herb that the e mail told me was a sexual guarantee, in my case and hers for that matter it. The air stirred beside me. ‘We don’t have to talk about this now,’ he said. I still faced my vanity. ‘You brought it up. Is she young?’ The floorboard squeaked again in my husband’s retreat. I did not need another answer. ‘How often do you see her?’ He cleared his throat. ‘Just once, like I told you. She doesn’t mean anything to me. It was an accident.’ I laughed. It was sharp and throaty. It wasn’t my laugh. I could feel my husband wince. I tried to clasp a string of pearls around my throat.. I could roam the streets until I found work of asimilar but probably much more seedy nature than the employment I'd justleft. Or I could take a slight risk, dependent on how much Dev really wantedto find a runaway that ran away. Sebastien might try to persuade him, butwhat would he say? I walked into the police station in the centre of town."I'm missing," I told the greyshot guy at the desk. Of course, he didn't knowwhat to do.I spent the next two days at the station, in the care of P.C..