We started off offering a 'kidnap & hostage' experience. You know the sort of thing, the 'victim' agrees to an approximate time and duration, we snatc... them, take them to some unknown destination, keep them captive and then eventually release them. Virtually all the takers were women. Either that, or it was boyfriends giving their girlfriends a treat." And customers liked it?" Oh yes. It's a common fantasy and we did a good job, if I say so myself. Some of the team got quite adept at snatching. My. Baby!! You're just a womb for my baby."And he does. The next time he mashes down, half his head penetrates my cervix. He pulls out to thrust again and I push down to meet him.This time, his wide dickhead is blossoming into my cervix, and I feel another thick strand of cum shoot splattering into my deepest point.The pain and fear is cresting, and then he slides in, locked in place by the flare of his mushroom cockhead. My womb won't stop cumming. The muscles of my cervix are vibrating and. Jenny couldn’t ask and wouldn’t have even remembered to ask and started to cum as well. A few seconds later, Mr. Michaels slapped her ass twice and then buried himself into her and let go with his hot deposit deep in her womb. They were all grunting and moaning and gasping for air.With all three of their needs well sated, Mr. Michaels pulled Jenny up and they all plopped onto the bed. They took their same positions as before with Mr. Michaels between his two girls and the girls snuggled up. At the top of the hill stood the castle, now in ruins. A paved street curved up from the town’s main square. After a few hundred feet the houses on both sides ended, and the street, getting steeper, became a path. On the left side, if you walked up, carved into the mountain, was a row of caves, one next to the other — underground stalls that had been shops where on sunny days a steady stream of cheerfully jostling, laughing, shouting visitors, but also more quiet townspeople on a stroll up to.