Cameron", Ken said.He placed the helmet, attaching ears and eyes to the goggles, He started walking toward the small room, He put his hand on the hand...keypad that was on the outside of the small room, the small room door opened, and Ken walked in, Greg looked at him, and handed him some thick protective goggles to cover their eyes with, they were standing behind a thick glass window to protect themselves."She's locked and strapped in", Ken said as he looked at his friend Greg."Good, Let's. You begin to relax because it feels so good. Your breasts peek out from under you and make me want touch them. You smell so good as your perfume meets my nose. I'll slip off your pants and rub your legs too. Your panties are kind of thread worn and I can make out your shape beneath them as I work on your thighs. I can feel your warmth on my hands. My cock is pushing tightly against my pants also. I can't help but lightly brush your pussy through your panties. I can smell your sex as I crawl up. But she was truly something else… Damon took a sit next to Cynthia who welcomed him immediately, watching Catherine sit next to Alex. After a while Alex asked her to the dance floor. Catherine not wanting to turn him down in front of her uncle and aunt accepted. Damon watched her all the while. She was a sensational dancer. He tried desperately not to think of her turning his attention to Cynthia, realizing she might be the one responsible for his brother’s suffering. But she stood no chance. So lost in thought, I didn't even hear the door open when it did. But I did know that at least I hadn't been laying there in the darkness as long as I had the first time either. And I had hopes that the girls had finally decided to release me, having decided I'd been punished enough for my stupidity.Almost silently, I heard footsteps crossing over to my bed. Whoever it was, was alone however as I heard and felt no one else. What I also felt was again the touch of someone's hand stroking my.