I fall – and fall – and fall.Naturally, I scream.I scream – and scream – and scream.I sat up – still screaming.It took a moment to register ...he change.I was on the sofa – our sofa.I was in the living room – our living room.There were others sitting around the room: Dan, Tara, Angie, Sam and Pearl.They were all staring at me – startled by my sudden scream.Embarrassed, I cut off the sound in mid-scream.My mouth hung open. I gasped for breath. My heart thudded frantically in my chest.I hiccupped. I moaned and arched my back to his mouth. "Oh, Martin that feels incredible!" I say moaning louder as he stopped sucking on one breast and went to the other. I felt his hand slowly caress its way down to my pussy. He gently inserted a finger and then slipped it out and tasted me."Baby you’re so tight, and you taste so good." He said moving down to get a better look at my wet pussy. He bent his head, and kissed the top of my pussy. I moaned as I felt his fingers opened my pussy lips, and his. I did this in three places down the side of the door - starting at the top - and each time, the door stayed open a little more. By the time I worked my way to the bottom and started across to the other side, Rondo was able to pull with his hands, until the door came loose.He swung the top half of the door open all the way, and we stood looking at the entire cotton-pen stacked full of leather suitcases.“Take a guess?”“I count four - from the bottom of this opening to the top - as far as I can. "Go get dinner so that you can tell me about your day!" Yes, sir," she replied.At dinner, I quizzed Becky about her day."I talked with both Jamie and Christine again. I asked them if they could deep throat. Christine can, but she says she just could always do it, and she didn't know how to teach me. Jamie can't, but if I figure it out she wants to know how. How would that be, sir? Three little slave girls that could all take you into their throats!" It's only what I deserve!" I joked..