The fact that I never learned how to appreciate the chocolate didn’t diminish my extreme pleasure at watching my wife delighting herself with one of... the exquisite candies. How her pink tongue tasted it first, then her white teeth gave it a few nibbles, a ritual as complex as wine lover’s one. To appreciate the rich flavor of chocolate wasn’t the only thing my wife tried to teach me. After appreciating the candy, she took my hand and led me to our bedroom. The steaming bath was ready. I took. She was horny and wanted Max to fuck her as a dog. She kept humping his leg and whining, as if in heat. She was so wet. She spread her wetness on his leg. Amanda watched Lenora and dry humped Cal's leg. As she moved, her wet pussy slid up and down his leg. Max and Cal scolded the puppies for what they did. They pushed the puppies down. They made them lay at their feet. Both puppies whined and cried. They wanted to fuck their master and please him. They licked the legs of the men, where they. What the fuck did you do to Audra!?. Nothing. ANSWER ME! I didnt do anything to her. His voice was hoarse a shiver went down my back. Dont lie to me, okay? I want to know why you are so intent on&hellip, on… what is it, scaring the living crap out of all of us? He looked surprised. Just stay away from us, okay?, I said exasperated. No, I will not. He inched closer to me. My head started spinning all of a sudden. A harsh grin flashed on his face. What&hellip, the hell&hellip, are you. It really made no difference to them, since most of the business of the town was made up of piracy and smuggling. It was hard to tell which occupation was higher on the social totem pole, but both groups looked down on the other one.Beau stopped at the first saloon he came to. It happened to be a "piracy" establishment, but that made no real difference. Beau would have met the same suspicion no matter which clique he had blundered into first. All strangers to Gator Bayou were regarded with.