"I've never been there... but I've heard about the place." What have you heard? I only know his g**** arbor is one of the most admired in the region."...So is his torture chamber." Peter!" I'm not talking gossip, Yosef, I've seen pictures." But he's a scientist... an eminent..." He's a butcher! The man made his reputation torturing members of the old guard until they broke down or were killed. And he calls his techniques 'brainwashing'. Ha!!!! State-condoned sadism is more like it." He's been in. " I walked to the doorand out into the hall. I slowly made my way down the stairs, still alittle unsteady on the heels. I got to the door as the doorbell rangagain. I opened the door to see Cindy standing on the porch. Icurtsied, trying to remember how one worked from the movies I had seen."You must be Jenny," Cindy said, "Miranda's told me a lot about you.Can I come in?" I nodded and stepped out of the way, making room forCindy to come inside. She saw Miranda behind me and said, "Hi. I moved my foot into her crotch and started using my big toe on her pussy. She sat back and closed her eyes. Her nipples grew hard and she was responding to my rubbing but it was obvious that she wasn't going to get to climax. I slowly moved my face down to her pussy. I took her suit and moved it to the side. Her pussy was wet and slightly parted. I inserted a finger and my tongue went for her clit. It was hard and as soon as I touched it she arched her back. She was incredibly sensitive and as. She alternated between them, kissing and sucking on the tips.My wife was bent over, sucking the guy in the car. I moved behind her, flipped up the back of her skirt, and began to rub her bottom. She wiggled it at me as I did.On the far side of the car, the woman had climbed out and was leaning over, sucking on one of the cocks, while the other guy was trying to roll a condom over the end of his cock. He finally got it on, and moved behind her, slipping it into her waiting pussy. He began to.