For a suburban dungeon, it really was very impressive. The furniture looked well built and the whips and chains looked expensive. I got out my broom a...d started sweeping. After a few hours of sweeping, dusting and hosing, the place was starting to look good. I got out the leather cleaner and started on the wide array of paddles, whips and restraints. It was quite a while before I was done.In the course of cleaning the room, I discovered some interesting features. There was a closet full of. I called that night and we made arrangements to meet at a grave yard near his home, that Saturday. We figured it was about 70 miles from where I was to the graveyard. That Saturday I drove about 76 miles and could not find the road the graveyard was on so I turned back to a crossroads that I had passed sat in the back of a gas station and called him again. Seems I had cut back about two miles two short of the road so out again I started. I was amazed at how calm and matter of fact I had become.. “Well, we'll keep it under wraps for as long as we can I guess. But if she sees that we really love each other, maybe she'll be more understanding,” John replied. “For both of our sakes, I hope you are right about that. I've seen her pissed off more than a few times before,” I said. “Well let's just cross that bridge when we get to it,” John replied. Then we kissed again and we eventually got dressed. I just felt so loved and in love at the same time. “So do you not wear a bra often?” John. We went inside after making out for a few minutes. The bedroom door was open so we both peeked inside our bedroom. Ginger and Dave were standing naked in front of each other sharing lots of hot kisses. She was holding his cock and stroking him. He had a hand on one of her breasts kneading her tit flesh, and the other stroking through her slit.Emma and I went back to the living room, stripped our clothes away, and duplicated what was going on in the bedroom. We heard Ginger’s moan as Dave.