I am excited”D- “slut is getting wet? her nipples are getting hard. “she is turned on?”m- “yes Sir”D- “so she is ready start her journey...”m-”yes Sir I am yours...”D-”good slut ... lets got to the basement to start with...” as I lead you down the stairs... you have no idea what to expect ... as the ligh get turned on you see a futon couch, a blowup camping bed, camera strobes ... and a rope hanging from a joist in the middle of the floor.D-”you know you are in a safe place, your safety is most. So we sit chat and all relax with a few drinks going to break the ice, so i find myself in the middle of this couple in there early forties none of us are oil paintings. They look at each other and smile sort of knowing what's going to happen, she looks at me pulls my face to hers and we kiss that sort kiss that you have before sex, slow sensual with tongues flicking each other wet lips mashing together. He in the mean time has been rubbing my cock through my jeans he decides that now he wants. “Oh God, baby! Shit! I gotta take a piss first!” Aaron said. He pushed her away and stood up. With his cock sticking straight out, he turned to us stroking it and said, “Geez you guys, you really need to loosen up and join in the fun!” then he headed to the bathroom. “Hurry up baby, I want some cock!” Darlene yelled after him. Still on her knees she turned to us and she took off her bra. She moved in front of me, grabbed her tits holding them up and said, “Hey Brad, like these? Is it making. I could see her knuckles were white with effort. Jeff turned to me, put his fingers to his lips and held the birch towards me. I didn't hesitate.The birch twigs felt oddly light, and heavy at the same time. The swish they made when I swung them against Jenny's bottom, already criss-crossed with angry red lines, was music to my ears. But not Jenny's. I saw her teeth clench and her knuckles whiten as the pain from the rods spread across her backside. A small moan, almost a whimper, escaped her.