If the prisoner was perfectly still the recordings stopped one by one.The more he moved, the louder they became. To either side of him were six molded...rubber snakes to insure he would step on one. When he did, it triggered a coiled spring wire built into the snake, causing it to recoil away or towards the person. It generally didn't take but one bump from these in the pitch black to cause hysterical screaming, and a willingness to be more sociable. Such was the case after this man stepped on. I watched and was fucking amazed as she stretched around it. It was like watching a flower bloom and open. It was like… it was fucking hot. I watched Mom slowly lower herself, impaling herself on this mighty meat sword. "God.." she moaned. "Slowly… you're so fucking big." "You're so wet..." he said. "You're super turned on today, I like it!" She gasped. I glanced up at her face just as the rest of him disappeared into her. Our eyes locked. Is that a fucking smile on her face? What. The. Fuck… I. Gillian handed over a riding crop, lowered her shorts and bent over a handy table, getting daddy quite excited - did he want to join in or just watch me thrashing his daughter?She responded very well to the crop - opening her legs wider as it slid up her thighs, just grazing her outer lips, then slipping between them with a light slap. Her moans caught the attention of suzy and her crowd of admirers, who stopped m*****ing her well-used breasts in favour of Gillian’s little beauties.Whack,. "I don't know. Mr. G makes me feel like I know a very important person." She ran her fingers through my hair. "Um, I think it's safe to set me down now," she said softly even though her arms stayed wrapped around my neck. Her sharp nails running through my hair had the nerves in my head send tingles straight to my prick. "You have the softest hair I've ever felt on a man," she whispered leaning closer.Her full lips were just inches away as temptation crept in. I remembered we were still.