I was not a swinger. “My love can’t be shared,” I remember telling Don. “I’m not asking you to love someone else,” Don replied, “just ...ake love with someone else.” I had trouble separating emotional and physical needs. To me, they were connected and couldn’t be separated. Don didn’t push the subject, but it ignited a thought process that haunted me for weeks. I battled over where our marriage might go should either of us allow another person into our intimate sanctuary. Don assured me, his. It was the natural reaction of her little toes curling as pleasure spread throughout her body.It caught her father’s eye, and he quickly pulled his tongue away and moved off the bed. Except, it was more of a roll which ended up with him thudding against the floor. Nicole rolled over, pretending that she had just woken up, rather than what had actually just been happening; but her freckled cheeks were bright red. She was flustered, and Nathan could tell.“Daddy?” She murmured, while rubbing her. It didn't seem that Carl cared a bit as he wiped the last of his cum onto my nose, he said "See you again soon, slut. Be prepared. I've got plans for you." He turned to enter his door across from me. I was still on my knees and panting with copious semen draining down my face as I watched Carl's door close behind him. I wondered what depravity my new neighbor had in store when saying, 'Be prepared, he's got plans for me'. All I was sure of was that my dick was raging and I needed to get off.. They made sure she could see clearly the control panel as they turned up the voltage. Anna started to scream as electricity course through her body, making every muscle contract painfully and uncontrollably. She had a beautiful scream which was heavenly alluring. Those who paid to enjoy her could be treated to hearing Anna sing as they tortured her body.When they finished testing Anna’s lungs, they removed the pads of the TENS and connected them to April who was hogtied on the dungeon floor..