The second woman turned upon her companion and buried her face between her thighs. Their behaviour was frenzied as if time itself might end and they n...eeded to complete their pleasure before the apocalypse came. The girl tied to the chair was moaning softly and I knew not if it was pain or pleasure but it was my instinct that it was joy that made her so. It was five of the morning when Bella and I left that house, blindfolded once more and accompanied by Jenkins. We both received handsome gifts. My Uncle Joe had warned me off her and I figured he had his reasons and I kept my distance but still eyed her like she was an unopened box of candy waiting to be sampled at the first opportunity.I recognized one of the handcuffed suspects as the prick with the red eyes that had tried to drop a frigging window air conditioning unit on top of my head from the fire escape of a tenement in the barrio. He did his best to avoid eye contact with me but we both knew the score and he smiled behind his. So far, we had had a happy and conventional marriage, nothing out of the ordinary. Our sex life had developed with time and was now most enjoyable.It had not always been that way. Sarah’s mother had been a total prude, quite Victorian in her outlook, also bitter and twisted. Sarah was told, from an early age, that 'Sex was sordid, messy and disgusting but was one of those things that a wife had to put up with as part of her duty”. Yes, she actually used the word duty. Needless to say, Sarah was. In about half our was David back, all red and sweating so intense. I kissed him and said : " David, I feel so aroused, so long was dreaming of you. I must have you now. " I started to undress him and took off his wet shirt and saw his body. " David, you sweating so intense, whole your body, you make me so aroused. " I started caressing his body and feel he sweats more and more what made me even more aroused. I did not even touch my dick and it was hard like stone. I put few towels on the bed.