I looked at him and he nodded.“Come on.”I followed him back in the tunnel. Left again, not back to where we had come from. We passed two more door... on either side. I was wondering what would come next.He stopped and opened a door. The room was small, white tiles on the walls and floor. A Shower, I realised with a sudden delight. Slowly I stepped inside, my bare feet making next to no sound. The sound of his shoes as he followed me echoed in the small room.On the opposite wall was shower, a. .oh, ooo, I..." I know, John, let's move somewhere more comfortable. Are we alone inthis big old house? Where's your bedroom? We can get kinky there. Do youlike being kinky, John? I want to know everything..."We quickly gathered our stuff (my bag and his pants, basically) and wentupstairs to a massive bedroom. It was very girly, cushions everywhereand flowery sheets and wallpaper. I sat on the edge of the bed, stillfully dressed. "Take off the rest of your clothes, John, but leave onyour. ..Fucking Gawd! It was incredible so... wonderful that her thighs were still helplessly trembling and her fingers were turning blue as she tightly clutched the chain link cage! She could hardly stand, and it was all she could do to hold herself now, as tightly as she possibly could pressing her wet cunt up forcefully against the links, So that the dogs could easily have their way with her! They greedily took turns nipping and. I focused every facet of my being into trying to capture the essence of that moment and to store it forevermore as a most treasured memory.A new round of giggling occurred as my second kisser drew away. I sensed a new presence moving up closer. I was so wet between my legs it was a wonder that nobody had commented on the fact, or was this the reason for their merriment?A third kiss. God, I was so fucking horny, right now!Whoever this third girl was, she was obviously far more experience than.