" Good, that way we won't have to disguise our voices when we're questionin' him," Earl said."Earl, you and me need to put in some electrical circuits...around the runway too. We'll need them to plug the lights into." You'll probably need at least three separate circuits," Bubba said. "Them things draw a lot of juice. Probably 6 or 7 is all you can put on a 20 amp circuit." I figure we can load the gurney in the back of the Hummer to drive to the cave. It's better than a pickup with a shell on. The Mistress notices it and raises an eyebrow. “Hi Chantal, I understood something was delivered for me”, she says to my wife without giving me any notice. “Yes, a mysterious box”, Chantal says while laughing somewhat nervously. “Good, I was expecting that. I need it for a project, but I think he (pointing her finger to me) must carry it for me, ok?” “Sure”, Chantal says as if I am not present. “Oh, and maybe I need him to assist me a little, you do not mind, do you Chantal?” and again it seems. When I got up to take a leak and noticed a lovely brunette sitting by the door. She was about 5-7 with nice tits and lecherous smile. I got back from the head and looked for the brunette. She was sitting on the bar stool next to mine."Hi, I'm Sandra, can I buy you a drink". I was a little shocked because usually I'm the one buying drinks. It seemed too good to be true and in retrospect it was. I'm not bad looking but I wouldn't be mistaken for a movie star. My looks are what you would call. Helen screamed in very realistic pain when Benjamin started pushing his swollen cockhead into her asshole. “no no no no no noooo, please!!! NO! Not there, NO!”Benjamin had to hold her down with one hand, as she was thrashing under him, trying to get him off her. Not a hope in hell, he thought, not a hope in fucking hell, I am bigger than you Helen. You have no hope, Helen, sorry. “Please Benjamin, I can’t, NOOOO!”It was painful for him too. It was painful pushing into her ass like this, with no.