Involved.” I had no idea this was going to happen. I imagined using their guest suite like I had on weekends.“I really don’t know what to say,...sir. I do know what I can do, though.”“What does our schedule look like?”“An hour and a half before your call to New Jersey.” I put the tablet on the other chair and stepped around his desk. As I did, he rotated his chair and I went to my knees, opened his slacks, took out his flaccid, magnificent shaft of pleasure, and smiled as my mouth moved. I went to the basement and looked for her. What I saw was that all of the cubicles were busy - with Little Bo Peep still being serviced by only two guys now. I could not tell, but I think she had two cocks in her pussy and her head buried in a pillow screaming. In another cubicle a nun was getting fucked doggie style by fireman with a long hose. She was screaming OH GOD... OH GOD... as he drilled her. My wife was not down there so I went back up. I looked all over for her to no avail. I was. But Rhonda just snickered and hit me inthe arm playfully.“Yeah, that’s my Ralph,” she sighed. She reached acrossthe table and brushed her painted fingernail across hislips. “Honey, be a pumpkin and go play the jukebox orsomething. Give us a few minutes alone, would you?”I watched in amazement as the guy muttered something,gave his wife a tight little smile, then took off in thedirection of the jukebox. “And don’t play any of that goddamn Air Supply,. "I'll go beforre ye. Le' yersel' doon as carrefully as ye may an' then jus' slide. I'll catch ye, I prromise. 'Twill be saferr tha' way, yer bones arre frragile, ye migh' brreak yer leg if 'tis as ye descrribe i'." All right," she said. "That's probably better."Since neither had worn a backpack on their spur-of-the-moment trip they had nothing to divest, and soon they were at the opened trap. One of the two natives who'd awaited them descended first and then MacPherson; the other Edenite,.