. and what she saw utterly shocked her.The basement was brightly lit, with lots of fluorescent lights in the ceiling. Gone were the dingy shelves and ...he old washing machine that Emily remembered. Instead, they were replaced with a pristine white tile floor, bright white walls ... and several computer stations, all at the edges of the room, along those walls. Boxes and boxes of electronic and computer equipment filled the space between the stations, and in the corners of the basement were large. The reason is we both enjoy story time. I fuck these guys and make love to my husband. John knows that I love him but he has to control everything, that’s alright with me. Sometimes I get so caught up with sex and I take things a little to far, for example our honeymoon night.When John and I first met we had a great sex life, two or three times a day was not uncommon. We both got tired of the missionary position. John started talking to me, while we were having sex. I would cum so hard and it. I was getting so fucking turned on telling him about all of those wonderful,kinky, memories and about doing all those nasty,naughty things I have never told any of my friends or family! My dick was bouncing up and down in time with my pulse and from the rythem of my hands as I played with Charles's cock! And the sound of Gemma getting fisted,mixed with all the noise that she and the stallions were making,was driving me crazy! Charles reached down and pushed my head back till I was looking at. I showed her the depth of my love hitting her special spot that always resulted in a shattering orgasm. Her release was so strong that I feared she might be heard by the Puerto Rican nanny on the other side of the plaster wall in our bedroom.Still, we really needed the nanny for the baby because Julie was my partner as well as my wife and she was crucial to the preparation of the report and she had a wealth of insight into many of the details that were difficult for me to grasp in their.