She was pretty in a porcelain doll kind of way. "Yeah. I've worked for him about a year now." Oh," said Robbie, in a voice that I recognized as meanin... "Why didn't I know this already?"But the woman didn't take us toward the hallway that led to the bedrooms. Instead she took us to the door we'd never been through. It went to the basement, and had always been locked in the past. We had asked him about it a dozen times. Every time he came up with a different answer. It got to be a game for a. "Okay, let's get the cameras."He pulled out a small auger and began to quietly bore into the sheetrock ceiling hung from the joists below him. He felt the auger carefully; when he felt the right change in resistance, Fred stopped. He withdrew the auger and took out tiny white ferrule. He slipped it down, feeling a tiny click as it popped through the paper face of the sheetrock below. Behind the ferrule, he mounted another tiny gizmo. Then he fed a fiber-optic bundle into the ferrule, and. He was actually a better cocksucker than his wife but you know what they say about men knowing how to please another man, He deepthroated and gagged, just like a porn star. Spit ran down the sides of his mouth and he wanted that hot cum, that was evident. I ordered him back on the bed and told him to hold his legs open. His cock was red and leaking precum and might have measured a full 5 inches if you were feeling particularly generous with the ruler. He kept asking me not to make him go. . Once again, Rachel obligingly shifted from arm to arm to facilitate removal, and I went straight to the heavy bra, unsnapping the clasp. It dropped off, settling around her wrists and I whistled, "Will ya look at those nipples!" Rachel's hooters hung down probably six inches from her chest; her brownish areolas were crinkled tight and a half-inch of stiff nipple stuck out from each. I reached in a grabbed one, squeezing gently, and Rachel whined deep in her throat. Yeah, this was going ALL.