All my sisters still lived at home so seeing women in various stages of undress or totally naked was perfectly normal to me. My mother and sisters wer...n't exactly shy.Saturday at 7 am I knocked on James and Diane Peterson's back door.The dog started barking and Diane greeted me she was wearing a see through night gown which hid nothing I even saw how hard her nipples were. We sat down for breakfast while she inquired about my life, Mr Peterson walked in wearing his short robe, Diane slapped him. I reached at her home and started checking the net setting. As I my self is A software engineer I fix the problem within minutes and asked her to check it. She was satisfied and ask her that she is bringing tea for me, as there is no body at my home I said ok and while she was making tea in kitchen I was exploring her pc. I found one folder naming “sad songs” I open that folder with hope of some sad filmi songs but instead I got prone photos there, I was looking them one by one and I found some. “The gentlemen have requested no lube. They want to see you scream, moan and cry like the a****l you are. You may wet your fingers and use that to moisten your fabulous, tight sweet hole”.I could see from the mirror that my visitors had arrived and began to attempt exciting my hole. The butt plug was bigger than my wrist. I knew I would need to at least stroke myself with four fingers to accommodate this huge rod. Up to this point, my ass hole was virgin territory. How could I find. "This," Caroline said loudly as we stepped out of the lift "is our on site printing area, we have two other sites solely devoted to printing our publications. Most of the operation is computer controlled so we only have seven people down here, you'll meet them all later I'm sure."She stepped back into the lift with me right behind her, this time she pressed for the 1st floor, the lift ascended smoothly and the doors opened onto a bright, cheerful corridor with doors along its length."This floor.