I txted him i was ready and excited.The knock on the door was a few minutes after.He looked at me and said that i looked hotter than he imagined. Perf...ect eyes he said. Wow that made me feel special.I said nothing yet just sat there with my hands on my closed legs, my hands slid down to my knees and i gently opened them. All the time looking at his face, he stood and stared blankly at my now wet pussy. No one moved for a while, just breathing it. He unzipped his pants and took them off. He left. She wiped between her legs vigerously with a towel as she waited for the tub to fill. Her bum was red.I had little sympathy though for her sore bum, which would soon be soothed in a warm bubbly bath. No such relief would be in my future. Not ever again. There was a quiet tension between us. A growing feeling of mutual resentment. I could tell from her sharp glances that she was in no mood to hear a peep out of me. She'd grown tired of listening to my whimpers and sobs.Her pungent odor clung. She felt his hard cock pressing against her back and gave a small involuntary shiver as she pictured it sliding into her tight virgin pussy. "No," she said feeling a delicious thrill run over her body. "I want you to fuck me."The stranger gave a grunt of satisfaction and returned to work. He pulled her left arm up and with a small bit of fumbling soon had that cuff off and laying on the ground. Then he picked up the end cuff dangling from her right wrist and snapped it in place on her left. "Both the women giggled, and Harlen coughed uncomfortably. Gramma smacked him on the shoulder. "Make yourself useful boy, and split me some wood, I'm running low, let us women speak without man-ears to hear us."Harlen made a totally fake sour face and skulked out the back door of the room, then there was the sound of another door followed by the sound of wood being split."You run a tight camp, um?" Hyandai asked the unspoken question."Call me Maggie, if you like, or Gramma, either, if you.