Instead of being bothered, I was starting to like watching them kiss; I also noticed that I would feel my pussy tingle. Michael and I have always had...a healthy sex life. We once even had a threesome with one of the girls I worked with. The first time was not planned. Mary and I had gone out drinking on a Friday night and I invited her home after a few glasses of wine. Michael was home and so we dragged him into our conversation on why Mary was unable to find a good man. The conversation. Especially not to you. No you haven't you just had the misfortune of crossing our path. Now the reenactor says and the kidnapper lets go of me and I completely bottom out on his cock. Aargh!!! I scream. I hear groans all over the room. Someone turns a light on. Good morning ladies we have a show for you. There are many women in small cages along the walls of the room. The cages are only just big enough to lie down in. The cages are stacked on top of each other. Every woman in the cages are. When do I get to meet your two little girls, Aimee and Lacy?"Julie's heart seem to catch in her throat. A flood of happiness engulfs her. Trying to remain calm, she replied, with a little smile in his direction."Well, I'm off this Sunday. Would you like to come over? You could meet them then if you would like." Sure," he said, obviously delighted. "Hey! Why don't I pick you three girls up Sunday morning. We can all go out to breakfast together." That would be wonderful, Craig," Julie assured. We concluded our leisurely meal, rich with promising looks and small talk, and departed.We arrived in plenty of time for the show. The breeze tickled Britney’s hair, flitting it across her face, and away again. We dawdled between the parking ramp and the theater. Britney turned to me. “Mark? I feel so grown up tonight. Thank you for all this. Mom, Linda, told me how you treated her. Everything, including how rough you were at the finish. I saw how you tied her the next morning. I want all that..