"Pam turns to Monique and says, "I think she's ready, are you?" "Camera's running." Monique said. I felt Pam climb up on the table behind me and grab ...y hips, she leans over and stage whispers in my ear "This is going to hurt, believe me I know first hand." I hear Nicole and Monique giggle just before I feel a tremendous pressure on my asshole. It felt like she was sticking an apple up my ass, I started to moan very loud. Suddenly there was penetration and it felt like someone stuck a red-hot. No sense getting caught and spending my nights in jail, when I needed to be on Temple hill soon.The goal was to tire me out enough I could sleep through the day, and it generally worked. On the third night, I put on my best chainmail -- the same set I wore for Travia earlier in the week -- and headed for the gate to Temple hill. I left most of my things at home, just a pair of daggers because I'm naked without them. I didn't think it'd matter much for the ritual, and it'd be worse to be. "You'll be our bad assed bitch, eh?" As he said this he was cupping her marvelous teats from behind and mashing them together before releasing them.Danielle drew her breath in at this, then sighed. She must have liked this mild form of domination, she appeared somewhat calmer and certainly quieter. Gripping her about the waist, Neil mounted her doggy style, Danielle twisted around, looked at him, then glanced at me, closed her eyes, and moaned, "Do it! Do it!"Neil spread her legs apart, placed. But she got her down on her knees for me, five or six times, so it was worth it.’ Same old Aaron, I thought. ‘What about Irene? She ever catch on?’ He gave me that querying look again. ‘What??’ I asked. ‘Did I miss something?’ ‘You don’t know?’ ‘Know what?’ ‘About Irene.’ I was suddenly very wary. ‘What about Irene?’ ‘Dee never told you?’ ‘Never told me what?’ I demanded. ‘That Irene and I are swingers.’ * * * It was some time before I trusted myself to speak. ‘What are you talking about,.