Tables and chairs were overturned. The only thing they noticed was the cage they were searching for so long. It stood in the middle of the room surrou...ded by chairs and tables as if they were watching an experiment. The women shared a knowing look. Many instruments were thrown about. They looked as if they were used for some dark purposes.“What is this?|” Lindsay whispered.She was holding a strange instrument in her hand. The tool looked menacing. It reminded her of a knife but both edges were. ‘Look at them,’ Robert whispered in Melissa’s ear. ‘Look at your mother and sister. Look at them in their sensual glory… and see your future.’ Despite her internal protestations, Melissa couldn’t help but look, just like someone driving by a car wreck couldn’t turn away. What she saw astounded and even frightened her. Both women were wearing red satin bras with matching panties, and nothing else. The pertness of their nipples shocked her to her core. Then she looked down to see that both. Me: Mmm yes I want your sperm. I really need it.He lets out a small smile and pulls the belt on the side that propels me to the other end of the sofa.George: 4 paws in front of me slut!I put on four pasta and open my mouth. He goes straight to it.George: Mmmm yes! I really wanted to go back to this deep gorge. Take me to the balls.I began to knead his balls with one hand, while he literally kissed my throat.George: I'll enjoy you in the slutty throat. Aaaaaa yes!He hits me hard his balls slap. He raised his head to study the best place to accent her high cheeks when he noticed her attentive stare. Slowly their gazes drifted together until their eyes locked. He quickly looked away. "So, why do you really want to be a clown?" His fingers trembled as he dusted her cheeks with pink. "There's just something about the mystique. I think you can feel safe behind the makeup and be set free of your fears." Michael returned a slow nod and set the brush down. The instant its handle dropped.