I wanted to give this borrowed cum wipe as much sensual passion and ecstasy as I was surely about to take from him. Ah, yes. The lonely John. We all w...nt to be that "Special One". The John they will always remember fondly even as they're freezing on street corners, selling their spoiled meat to whoever will pay for it. Horrors of the day feeding the terror-filled nights. He popped his gum loudly and coughed as I laid down next to him.I kissed his shoulders first and slowly lifted his top to. Her nipples were hard and she rubbed them against his arm while her hand stroked him, making him feel incredibly good. ‘I…I love it!’ ‘I’m glad. You know how much I love taking a shower with you,’ Jennifer murmured. The contact with Alex’s body, especially that wonderful penis of his, was getting her very turned on! Alex had the soapy washcloth in his hand and used it to caress his wife. It didn’t take long before she was gasping as loud as he was. ‘Godddd!!!’ Jennifer whispered, squeezing her. Checking mailboxes He saw His party was on the top floor. "The penthouse?" He asked himself.In the elevator He composed Himself. Emotion would be counter-productive. He couldn't have that.The elevator opened to a single entry with a door opening to His left and another on the right. As He had guessed, there were only two apartments on the top floor. "Very elite!" He chuckled to Himself. He heard laughter and music coming from the door on His right. "That has to be the one," He told himself.Not. At first Anita thought it was a gym as they were several pieces of gym equipment dotted about.Then she gasped.What she thought was gym equipment was nothing of the kind. There was a six foot wooden cross with manacles at the end, a wooden stock with holes for a head and wrists. There was an unlit brazier with branding irons. A large wooden table with manacles and blood stains. Oddly enough there was a running machine, but the manacles suggested it wasn’t for getting fit. From the ceiling hung a.