But my mom has a nicer ass." She did too. Tim knew Jerry's mother was attractive, not so much as his own though, but never before entertained any sort...of sexual thought about her.It was the private thoughts of his friend that reinforced his boldness. "Would you fuck your mom if you had a chance?"Jerry's smile disappeared, "Don't ever say that Tim. Don't ever fucking say that"Tim again browsed his friends thoughts and realized that his friend often thought about a relationship between his own. What looked like a small knothole hid the release. The almost silent click when the unit released still had me sweating bullets, wondering if someone on the other side had heard it.I pulled the door open just an inch, enough to see that the area behind the door was dark. When I stuck my head inside, I couldn’t tell how long the tunnel was, but there was a faint glow at the far end. Hurrying back upstairs, I told Chloe what I had found. She insisted that I wait to enter the tunnel until everyone. She felt my cock poke her in the back, and clumsily she reached around to grab it."Sir, why are you still hard?" Because I have the most sexy slave in the world, and I can still smell her on my beard." I kissed the back of her neck. "Your scent will always make me hard." Well, Sir, excuse my impertinence, but why are you trying to sleep with a huge hardon when you've got a naked sex slave pressed up against you. Isn't that against the code of Masters or something?" I could her her smiling and. I struggled to keep my panic from taking over. It seemed impossible to do. Another thud from the living room made me jump. I hurried down the hall bumping into the wall a few times in my haste. ‘Let go of me. Why are you in my house? Who are you? What do you want?’ Chance cried frantically. I came up short in the doorway. A tall man with ice blue eyes and coal black hair stood behind him. ‘Shut up.’ He commanded and pulled a gun from his waist band. I almost screamed. I jumped back and gasped.