“Wagram, —but it spared me going to Russia. None of my regiment survived.”“And you at least came back home safe to your wife.”He spat. “Th...e bitch ran off with a Westphalian hussar when she found I had lost part of my right leg. Not that she was much of a wife—I expect the hussar traded her in for a plug of tobacco — after he had finished plugging her.”He laughed. “I do all right with the ladies. There are many widows hereabouts, and although I may be missing part of my right leg my middle leg. Now it’s my turn to please you. Now crawl back up on the bed and lay back and enjoy.”Tommy crawled back up to her and kissed her mouth and enjoying the taste of her tongue even with it still having the taste of his cum in it. He started working his way back down slowly kissing her body along the way. When he got close to her pussy Amanda spread her legs to give him all the access that he wanted. He could already see a wet spot on the bed from where she had been sitting. Slowly he leaned. "What the hell? You fucking pervert, what the fuck have you been doing? Web-camming with some slut while jacking off have you?" she shouted at me angrily, pointing to the pool of my spunk on the desk. "I can explain," I said sheepishly. "Don't fucking bother, you fucking pervert," she screamed and then stormed out of the room. The following week you could cut the atmosphere between us with a blunt knife. Melissa moved into one of our guest rooms and hardly spoke a word when we passed each. It felt so good to shed my masculine work clothes and feel the cool air caressing my bared flesh. I slipped into my short silk robe and high heel slippers before returning to the guest room. There was a long time fantasy that I was hoping Rob would, if not enthusiastically, at least willing help make reality. I set about unpacking my recent purchases and preparing the room for our adventure. Just the act of arranging things had me practically trembling with erotic anticipation. With my.