It took an effort of will to approach the wall, and he reached out, and tried to touch it. A moist warmth enveloped his arm. A pleasurable tingle bega... to steal into his shoulder, into his stomach, into his groin. Still he stared into nothingness!He pushed forward, and his head passed through some barrier. He saw a chamber beyond the first.John was here. He was standing upright, quite still, his expression neutral. His chest glistened, and there were red marks on his skin, like love bites. He. This is the way the world ends. This is the way the world ends: Not with a bang but a whisper. A life ended as an elevator door closed behind a beautiful woman with a whisper and a whiff of displaced air against her bare back. And then nothing happened. Time, which she could not measure, stretched. A minute? Two? Five? She understood she was being taught a lesson.She was in a steel box. She could not escape even if she wanted to, which she did not. She could not go back. She could. She was the pitcher, and you werejust an outfielder," said his mother, stroking her lashes. "I nevercared, knew the difference and rooted for you both the same. Your fatheron the other hand, only cared about the big games and the boasting." But I was good! Sure she pitched, but I was one of the best kids on theteam," said Hunter, getting emotional. "Didn't he know that?" Honey, I'm sure he did, but that wasn't enough for him," said hismother, taking out a big brush, putting on her blush.. Soon I'm not only being fucked roughly by his huge, hard cock, but I'm forced to watch my daughter stroke her pussy, mere inches from my face. Master slides in and out of me faster and faster, but just as I'm about to cum, he pulls out, and tells her that she has been a good girl, and it's time for her reward. "Come here, and bring me the Vaseline." I know what's coming next, and try to get away, but a few more well placed lashes with the crop reminds me of the futility of resisting. .