Life was good and Carrie and I enjoyed it to the fullest. We had money and a construction company my uncle had turned over to me. We lived the lifesty...e in which we grew up back in our neighborhood that being swingers. We even turned our little house on the lake into a swingers retreat. Life was good and while I was still having nightmares and flashbacks to that damn war. As long as Carrie was with me, I would survive them.Then we gave up on swinging deciding it was time to start a family.. Again it was down to shock, but he found himself frozen unable to move in any direction away from his adversary. "I errr I just don't..." Danny was unable to finish his sentence as Paco put his finger to his mouth and motioned Danny to be quiet. "Walk down the stairs!" he ordered. There were no more than ten steps until Danny found himself in the cellar. There were a few boxes spread around and what looked like an old sofa. Paco was close behind him and gently pushed the lower part of his back. Pam loved the internal heat image of Molly's cunt and arse and super-imposed it onto close-up photos of her dark pubes and bum to create a panoramic series of composite internal/external views. Timmy had never realised from school human biology lessons how thin the wall was between Molly's two openings and how easily deep anal penetration caused her to climax.Timmy had managed to hold focus on the mk2 in the cart-wheeling video and flashing into view each time Gemma's cunt was above her head.. I want you to kiss and lick every inch of my body, beginning in the front then turning me over to do the back. But save my pussy for last. After you tongue wash my ass, then I want you to thoroughly douche my pussy with your mouth,” she instructed. “Don’t ever get the idea that you are my king. You are my slave and nothing more. You got that?”She saw David nod obediently.“Look at me,” the tiny black schoolgirl instructed. When he raised his face she spat in it. The bubbly spittle splattered.