That left her wide open for an Aikido throw wich sent her to the rocky ground. I took the sword. “Bad idea, introducing swords to a fight with a Neo... Viking.”Beliga spread her arms. “Sister, don’t judge us by that. She is an unruly hot head. You are welcome here, please let us find you something to wear and food. We then will gather so you can tell us who you are and we will tell you about us.”“You sure have a weird way of showing hospitality, I’d say, but okay.”Meeze noticed a second flash of. While they waited,the receptionist brought them tea and a few cookies. The young mancouldn't bring himself to either drink or eat; he was too terrified ofwhat was coming to do that.After what seemed like an eternity to him, a woman of about thirty cameover to them and introduced herself as the stylist. She was pretty andimmaculately made up. Dressed in a billowing pink satin smock and ablack straight skirt with sheer black hose and matching two inch heels,she steered them into a private. She said her pussy was soaking wet and she was ready for some thick hard cock. She told him that he needed to take her home and fuck her hard. By now my dick was trying to get hard inside my cage. The head was pressing against the end and was pulling the ring away from my body. I couldn’t hide the fact that hearing about my wife being with another man was exciting me. She noticed it too. She said isn’t that cute, your little pee pee is wanting out. Then she started telling me how she had sucked. Some of them were even good lovers. One of the women was an Olga Klegg look alike.”“Pardon.”“The Russian female villain from that James Bond film 'From Russia with love.' she tried to kill bond with a poisoned spike in her shoe. I thought you English were brought up on Bond.”“Our girls school was very strait laced and we didn't get to watch spy films. Did bugger al good as we have both turned out tarts. Apart from Olga Klegg do you dig girls.”“Might do, why, are you offering.”“We both are.