I took a step back and dropped to my knees between his parted legs. I unbuttoned the fly to his BDU trousers and then yanked at the pant legs. He sile...ntly arched his buttocks off the desk, allowing me to strip off his uniform trousers. The tent that had formed in his trousers was massive and impressive.The boxers were the next thing to go.His tool was massive. It was super elongated and very thick, the blood vessels pulsating. He was circumcised and the end of his tool was a cool looking knob. His hair is a nice shade of red, thus his nickname, Rusty. He is in his late 30’s with the nicest smile and the greenest eyes I have seen. His white teeth shine through his red beard when he smiles and it completely melts any resistance I have about offering up my ass to him although I consider myself a top.He proceeds to lay me back on the bed and takes my clothes off, slowly taking in my body and remarking at how small in stature I am and how much he enjoys small men under him when he can get. Enter and be at ease.’ It was a formal greeting, usually spoken quietly to visitors with a smile. In this case it was shouted to the world so all would know what was transpiring. The joining of two houses by a shackle through my heart. The Bear dismounted with agility that defied his bulk and age. His smile was large when he took a knee in front of my mother. ‘We most gladly accept.’ The Bear’s voice carried to the point of echo. My mother seemed a little out of place, a king at her feet was. Ian removed two wrist cuff restraints from his bag of tricks and secured Olivia’s arms to the shower curtain rod. Then he took a telescoping spreader bar and captured each ankle before instructing, “Spread your legs, my dear, I need access to that delicious cunt as well.”Again, she obeyed without question. She was so aroused he could have said, “Oh, by the way, dear, an entire marching band is coming to fuck you,” and she would have agreed.“I’m going to blindfold you so that the sensations are.