My ankles were on your shoulders as you entered my dripping wet pussy. So deep, you thrust your dick with an artful gentle technique. I gasped again a... you continued the exquisite action, making me obey your locked position and fanciful tactics. I was trapped as you held onto my ankles and I bowed to your demands my glorious master. My cries would not be heard in our distant and mist bound cabin. You thrust your rock hard dick so many times, I groaned at your every action my glorious respected. The tone of her voice made my prick gibber."I want you," I heard myself say, and my own tone of voice sounded scary and rough to me."I'm yours, Lover Man." She cooed, and spread her knees wider.I was on the bed and that strawberry was crushed between my teeth and lips before I realized I had actually moved. I lifted my head and could feel strawberry juice dripping from my chin. There was an awkward moment where I had to chew and swallow, during which a horrible thing occurred to me."I don't. The door cam recorded the access to get in and that it recorded a facial photo and scan to compare with the next time the ID that was presented for both individuals. The cams inside recorded who went in and what they did and how long they stayed.As the thick heavy door swung open, one could still get a whiff of the dried epoxy wall and the floor paint.After opening the door I stepped back and followed the group in. As I expected, they were all eyes.Captain Peters and Jimmy Hamilton at first. I told him that I wanted to go to a nice deli down in South Beach which was almost in walking distance. We decided to walk because it was good for the "figure" but I was smart enough to realize it was also a hell of a lot cheaper.It seemed strange to be doing this gig without my best friend Tiffany but I was old enough to make my own decisions and I didn't need her to tell me when to spread my knees and when to keep them closed. I knew Ramon was one of those guys who were always ready to stick.