.. she can’t be twenty ... with her own shop? Yeah ... I’d like to see it.“When do you want to go?” I said.The cannon match wasn’t until Sun...day.“Now?” he said. Let’s see what kind of excuses she can come up with to stay here.“Come on ... I have to tell the girls where I’m going.” I told him. “I should change out of my shoot clothes. Jeans and a shirt would be good. It might be cold up here but it’s hot down below.”I stopped at the lodge, changed clothes and told Hilda where I was going. The. Anyone there will be looking at you and not me. You'll have the pack horses, too." You'll carry a rifle across your lap to look like you're ready. Laura, you just don't have the wood skills, yet. We would not be comfortable leaving you somewhere while we check things out."Bennie said, "Actually, the fire's the bait. You're playing the part of a fish enticed by the bait. Your job is to try not to get hooked but let us see the fishers." Okay, I'll do it. If I do get hooked, do something. I noticed thatmost of the women were wearing lingerie or nightwear. I was also awarethat my cock was still at throbbing attention. I don't know what had beenin the drink! Once downstairs, Cordelia told us to hold our hands out andshe slipped red silk loops around each of our wrists. Each pair of loopswere joined so it was as if we each wore silken handcuffs. We stood nearthe staircase and Cordelia told us to lift our hands above our heads. Wedid this and immediately our "handcuffs" were tied up. I cupped both of her ass cheeks in my hands and then hoisted her slender body up into my arms. She was light and fragile feeling against my big strong frame. I lowered her down a little, and Scarlet could feel the thick bulbous head of my cock pressing against the slit of her wet pussy lips. . .”Oh fuck yeah baby….fuck me with that big hard cock. I want it to split me open.” . . I love that she is talking filthy. I quickly dropped her down onto my throbbing cock. I didn’t wait for her tight.