Can you start all the cameras, please?I just nodded and did the required. I don’t know when Marco left. John grabbed a seat on the left corner of th... sofa leaving a bit of space between John and the girl. Now, I would just narrate you what I recorded and saw.****It was just like an interview session between John and the couple. John was on the left corner of the sofa and the couple were on the right corner. The guy had his hand on the girls shoulders with her hair on his hand.John – so how long. The water tower was supplied from a sluice, whose only purpose was to keep the water tower filled. A dammed on a small creek made a holding pond. It provided deep water under the ice, for the sluice, so that the water tower was kept filled. With the sluice, the tower, and the pipes heavily insulated, the water would run, even if it was very cold outside.The water tower, in turn, let them flush the toilet and even to take a bath. Well, it did when the weather was warm. The solar water heater on. With one strong dirty hand he kept my hands in place while with the other he ripped off my White blouse.He slowly started to kiss my neck and his fingers worked their way down touching the curves of my breasts. He circled my nipples until they became rock hard and stood to attention.Then he gently started biting them pulling at my nipple ring. I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter and wanted to have him soon.His hand moved lower and then up my skirt and found I was not wearing even a. Instead he turned towards Page and Willow. He moved with exaggerated slowness towards the girls, looking them up and down. Page gave a little shutter when he casually ran a finger across the skin on her right breast that was being puckered by the needles. "You must have similar tastes as Blackmon," he mumbled. "This one has breasts almost as lovely as his slave Page."He then passed behind Willow, again running his fingers across her marked ass but Willow just barely lifted her head. When.