When he thrusted deep into her.Only every now and again when he got his rhythm right, did he caused her to moan out a little bit.She was only getting ... little bit of pleasure out of this.But to Robert every time she moaned; he figured in his brain that he was doing something right and she really loved with he was doing to her.Wendy now braced herself her husband was grunting very loud now and she could tell he was about to cum.Robert now moaned out loud and he thrust deep into her.He now. There was nothing on either sideof him and the space continued farther than his first impression. Hebrushed his hands on his jeans and crept forward.About 10 feet in -- he guessed it was about 10 feet -- the flashlightflickered and went out. Ben tapped it several times and it didn't comeon. "Figures," he thought to himself. "It's my fault I didn't replace thebatteries." It was totally dark, and the access entrance was only a speckof light.With his heart starting to pound, Ben crawled back the. Letting out a sigh Helen stared into the darkness, her eyes fixating on the distant blurbs of light that could be anything from cars to street lights. From her current position not even the city could be seen, making her headlights the brightest light source in miles. A flick of a switch later she was shrouded in darkness, the slight windchill on her face teasing her mind with a sense of fear she had never quite managed to overcome. Instead, she had learned to embrace it, to enjoy the rush it. Hecould see the array of different looks on their faces in response to whathe was wearing. There were many grins, mostly from the men who found theidea of any man doing this must be a super whimp and pussy whippedalready. Many a stern look from the women in the audience who felt hischeating deserved Laura leaving him and not just performing somehumiliating act that he could just say he was sorry to. Laura's elderlygrandmother looked shocked by what she was seeing. Men didn't dress likethis for.