I quickly joined her, placing my arm around her waist."This is absolutely beautiful!" she exclaimed. In front of us and about seven hundred feet below... was the Allegheny river. It was lined with an uninterrupted carpet of green leaves being proudly worn by the trees that covered the mountain side. The sun sparkled off the ripples of the river as it flowed over the rocks in the riverbed below as Deanne and I stood there for a few moments."Oh, Art!" she said as she began to undress. "This is just. This time, I found a few of my older regulars and invited them to my house, which I’ve never even considered.I was dressed in my wife’s sexiest lingerie, and while she was away taking load after load from her own boyfriend (a FAT fuck of a married dad), I brought these 3 older men up to our bedroom. Then I laid down on our marriage bed, in her lingerie, and they watched me fuck myself with one of my fat slut wife’s dildos while they jerked off. And once they got on the bed, they fucking USED. As well, you'd have the chance to have your frustrations, as well as that of your men taken care of."He began to laugh again. "I see. You stay awake and alive, and my crew and I get to have sex with you. Is that it?" That's exactly it." I replied. "There would be a few rules though. No beatings, please. I don't like getting hit, and it would be nice to have a break in between." What about more than one? There is only so much time in the day. And I would rather not have my men standing in the. I was perfectly conscious and not the least bit groggy, so I had no use for cold water. I summoned a little of the Magic and waved a hand over the basin, heating the water in an instant until it was steaming hot. I took the small washcloth folded neatly beside it and dipped it into the water, to wash my face and neck and hands. Perhaps I should have asked for a bath last night, but with another long series of days on the dusty road, I might as well wait to have that bath once we'd arrived in.