Now the boy is locked in his basement ha master is keeping him against his will ..master sam took us down in his basement there at the corner there wa... a slim boy two hands tied to walls.. his legs were spread with a bar he was blondfolded.. he was sitting on da floor with a vibrator in da ass.. his cock was soft under his dick dere was a tray will huge load of cum within few second he dripped more cum .master said he is doing it for 5 hours since morning just to see how much a slave can cum... We put in the movie Titanic and talked for a few,. After settling down with a drink then she asked if i wanted my arm exam. I knew exactly what was going down, this time she didnt even try to hide the fact of what she was doing, she put my hand right inside her dress to feel her breasts. They had to be a good size around 38s but nice and squishy, just like i love em. i moaned and put my hand on her thigh, she said youre making me forget about your arm as i slid my hand free hand up her dress to. She found my Grateful Dead, Blues for Allah t-shirt. It looked so much better on her. I found myself wondering if she had anything on underneath since it dropped to just above her knees. ‘You said you liked the Dead when you slept,’ she said with her wonderful smile. She gave me a runway model turn and then small curtsy. What a tease. ‘Good choice,’ I agreed. She scampered past me into the bathroom. I turned off the overhead light and turned the nightstand light on. I climbed into the left. She’s a Lieutenant on the Narcotics Task Force.’ Oh, my God, thought the senior Gibsons. Linda had had affairs – as close to love affairs as you could get – with both of them. Nobody had ever photographed Linda, Mike or Patricia having sex, and neither Pat nor Mike had told the girls about the affairs. But they knew that the girls knew. And with that kind of digital technology available, any of them could be presented as the Whores of Babylon. Crane was thinking along other lines. He had been.