It's nothing to be embarrassed about. It's perfectly normal." No, it's not okay. You weren't supposed to see me like that. Just my luck huh? The one d...y I get to come home early and this happens." Like I said, it's perfectly normal. You're human like everyone else."She took a deep breath, "Okay, and no matter how hard this may be, I want us to forget about this. I don't want to talk about this ever again. And I don't want you to think any less of me. Understood?" Don't worry, I won't mention. I am guessing around 2500 to 3000 square feet but was just one huge room except one partitioned off area next to the staircase which I presumed to be a closet. To the left of the staircase, I saw a St. Andrews Cross and some kind of St Andrews Cross modification. It looked like a St Andrew Cross attached to a huge wheel. There were sex swings, cuffs attached to metal bars suspended from the ceiling, stocks, and just about any dungeon device you can think of was in that room. What's more, there. I broke off the kiss and asked where she wanted my load and she told me inside her. She no more finished speaking when I shot stream after stream of my cum inside her. When I had finished, I stayed in her as long as possible and continued to kiss her. I was so turned on by the whole experience that I stayed erect and started to pump her again. Vicki asked if we could change positions and let her sit on me, so we did. She was facing me and I slid back in her as quickly as possible. This time. Cammie clung to his neck, whimpering with every one of his hard footfalls from the bouncing of her turned ankle. Lightning flashed in the descending darkness, and booms of thunder set off shockwaves he could feel. Still, he pressed on, the turf house looming larger as the wagon turned to pass in front of it. A stinging jolt in his shoulder marked the first pelting of hail. The icy stones plunged down, hissing through the grass and thudding into the earth below. Putting his head down and leaning.