Jamie was going crazy in her mind, each time his finger came close she would suck harder and faster in anticipation, and each time Barry's finger back...ed away disappointment would wash over her, but her desire was heightening with every caress. It wasn't till the fifth time he teased he brushed her button slightly sending a streak of pleasure through her entire body causing her to moan around Mark's hard cock. Barry's gruff laugh sounded behind her as she ripped Mark's cock out of her. .” she started to walk forward. “My husband, Mr. Cog, is a gnome. Did you know that?”I shook my head, mutely.“Do you know what it is like being the housewife of a gnome?” her voice was softer still. “A gnome who works and works and works at that damn factory every day of his life?” She reached out, her finger touching the tie around my neck. “You say you are a gentleman and not a bandit, Mr. Cog...” Her voice grew softer. “But maybe ... do you have enough bandit in you to...” She paused, then. David had been moving about the house in frenzy for the past 2 hours getting ready for his semi-annual fishing trip to Canada. Then she would be free of him for the next 10 days and have the entire house to herself. Their love life was nonexistent and had been for the past five years. David could no longer get an erection and refused to see a doctor or go to the marriage counselor with her. As a matter of fact he put all the blame on her and sometimes she wondered if he were gay. Then there was. It all started when my great, great Auntie left me a sizable wooded area in her will. Also included was a small woodman’s cottage, three secluded holiday cottages and enough money to live comfortably. Thanks Auntie Jane. I moved in over the winter months and fenced off areas around the cottages. My final job was to secure the wood. Although I allow walkers access to the wood the majority is off limits. You know the signs ‘trespassers will be eaten’ etc. It was bitterly cold one morning as I.