”“Well, lets see if you get excited watching your wife get fucked then. Get over here and undress me.”Erik got up and walked to the bed, his coc...k waving in front of him. Beth stood and allowed him to remove her clothes. As he did, Joanne kept reaching out and touching his dick, spreading his wetness up and down the shaft, and onto his balls.Once she was undressed, Beth asked, “Now, how were you fucking Joanne? Wasn’t she on all fours on the bed, with you behind her? I think that’s how you. She rocks her hips and pushes her ass back with each stroke, moaning and giving little cries of pleasure when I suck hard on her clit. Soon I work two fingers into her asshole and two in her cunt and begin to fuck her with steady strokes."You like it don't you? Fingers in your ass, fingers in your pussy! Look at what a little slut you are! Hot and ready to fuck!" "Tell me what a slut you are, tell me how you want me to fuck you!" I tell her as I feel her getting closer to another orgasm. . Well, no hope for it now, but to continue.Daisy grabbed the end of the rope that was attached to Sharon's waist and pulled up. "Up Pony."Sharon wagged her head, trying to pull the gag from her mouth. "Fuck you, I'm not a Pony," she shouted, but all that came out was a series of muffled grunts. She was helpless, and goddamn, the rope in her crotch was killing her.Daisy reached in her drawer and pulled out her crop. She had trained many a hard-headed pony with it and she figured it would work for. Indeed, he never knew where his next contract would take him or what the subject might be (the recent trip to Lerotica was a good example of that!) Yes, work was a delight and each day he went to his studio looking forward to the next surprise. It was one such morning when he took a call on his Rhino cell phone from a young farmer's daughter who said that she would like for him to create a portrait of her for her parents. She said she had met him briefly three years previously and her name was.