It reminded me more of a bunker than anything I would call a house, and presented some problems.There were only a few windows and two doors I could se.... This place seemed made for defense, and I could imagine whoever was inside could hold off an armed force pretty well, at least for a while.I was still considering my situation, when I heard some rustling behind me. I whirled around and started to pull my gun up when I froze. Behind me were three guys, all pointing guns at me.There was no way. ” As soon as it had shut up, the elevator made a screech, she knew it was coming down, but it sounded like there was something to heavy on it, making it scream with agony. “Why didn’t they just use the door…?” She looked around the rectangular room; there wasn’t much in it other than a bed, and a table. The rest was bare, no way out. She frowned, and then winced as another throb was sent through her head; the wound was going to make this whole experience worse. Amy hadn’t thought about. . no, I wouldn’t feel bad for him. He had made his bed, literally, and he could damn well fuck in it ... with all five of the women of his familia. Well, bear in mind that I actually caused beds to appear on the floor for the orgy in the Royal Studios, where, with time still frozen, I began a clusterfuck to end all motherfucking clusterfucks. I laughed a bit as I fucked Hannah and Mom forty ways to Sunday (and guess what day it was again), knowing that Hannah in particular wouldn’t still feel. Amanda began to rub his balls gently, then less gently. "Hmm, are your balls nice and full, hun? They feel pretty heavy," she said as she rubbed. She moved her hand behind him, and then slipped it between his legs, rubbing underneath his balls, between them and his butt massaging his prostate externally. He squirmed as her fingers pressed firmly and rubbed. "This is good for you honey, it will help get it all emptied out," she said smiling, as she looked down at his sweats and undies down.