Their moans and groans and prayers to various deities were so loud that Daniel was surprised the whole street wasn’t awake. Certainly he didn’t un...erstand how his parents weren’t screaming at them to shut up. Daniel didn’t really understand why they were making so much noise anyway, since he’d never had an orgasm that made him make anything like that amount of noise. But then, in his entire life, he’d never so much as kissed a girl, so maybe that’s how good sex really felt. Or maybe they were. Pilar listened raptly. Observing, evaluating, absorbing.I deplaned at Newark Airport. Took a cab into Manhattan. Directly to Phillip and Rebecca Montgomery’s Sutton Hill co-op. I’d be staying with them for the duration of my New York sojourn. Which — so many unknowns — might be a day or two. Or a week or two. Or longer.From the warm, open way the Montgomerys welcomed me ... well, I would be comfortable with imposing. No matter how frequently the calendar pages turned.Beryl Thatcher was going. Master’s play room was soundproofed and this girl was wearing a ball gag so no one would hear her. This girl was sure no one at the office knew of the play room so no one would come looking for the Master or herself.”“Knowing that she was to slowly die of thirst and starvation this girl decided not to go back into her body, when her body died she was still here Master.”Marek sat in thought for a moment, now that the room had been opened the lingering smell would be noticeable. He would have to. While I was sleeping my father had come home and found me asleep, wearing a pair of my mom's panties, and holding my limp dick with the another pair of mom's panties wet wrapped around my dick. Dad removed the panties from my dick put them by my pillow, then tucked my dick in the panties I was wearing before he pulled the covers over me allowing me to sleep. When mom arrived home dad allowed her to complete her ritual of stripping from her work clothes to her panties before he told her of his.