"John turned to his son as he put the pistol on safety. Ejecting the magazine, he un-chambering the round. He placed the empty gun, the round, and the...magazine on the top of the curio cabinet as he looked at the two boys."So when did you get back?" Hi, Dad. Sorry. We didn't want wake you up. We got back about three hours ago," replied Ken as a sudden yawn caught him.Ted leaned against the wall, still half asleep, "Good morning, Mr. Thompson."As they stood there, they heard a whimpering and. Now I am hard as a rock and I can hardly wait. About 30 minutes later they pull into the driveway and the lights go out on his car. No one is coming in so I know what is going on out there. I can only see one head in the front seat and this guy is now getting the best blow job ever. I know, because she does give the best head a guy could imagine.They finally come into the house. This guy is a stud and has a hard on in his pants like he is hiding the Washington Monument. Fuck he has a huge cock.. She wore high leather boots, a black miniskirt, and small hooded parka. She had died her hair black, and her eyebrows looked pretty dark. She was hot, and suddenly my lesbian side kicked in. “Sabrina!” she yelled at me, I jumped up and gave her the biggest girly hug ever. I felt her breast pressed against mine through her jackets, and some very dirty ideas quickly crossed my mind. The night was a fun mix of alcohol and catching up. Jesse told me how she loved it so. Nigel knows he is lucky that I pay him any attention at all after his disgusting display. Ignoring him would be the worst punishment of all. Undo his hands, please.’ I did as I was asked, but Nigel still couldn’t go anywhere. His ankles were shackled to the base of the cross. ‘You can undo his ankles too.’ I knelt down on the varnished wooden floor and undid his ankles. Immediately he was released, Nigel fell to his knees, head bowed. ‘Look at the two of you, kneeling together. The slut and the.