I collapsed onto Jon’s chest, totally fucked! I sensed Jon’s dick slowly deflating, easing out of me, my ravage hole farting out spunk as he left ...e, spreading more of his seed on his groin where Simon was greedily gobbling it up – swallowing every drop.I rolled off Jon and lay on my back, gazing wide eyed at the ceiling, gasping for breath. ‘The fuck of a lifetime’ was all I could mutter as I felt the cool lapping of a tongue around my arsehole. Simon was certainly not going to let any of. "I'm sorry sir. I must have been mistaken," he answered, with a knowing smile.Steven pushed by him and fled into the hallway. The warm glow of the wall sconces was now extinguished, leaving him in darkness. Behind him the attendant's laughter spilled from the men's room, booming louder and louder between each gasping breath. A light flickered in the distance where the stairs met the darkened hall. He moved toward it, then quickened his pace, running, running, the plush carpet sucking at the. Seconds later, I was inside and rechecked to make sure nobody else was there.“Suspect’s cellar is secured,” I announced. The other four quickly joined me, carrying the hogtied prisoner with us. His wrists were bound behind him; his ankles were bound, and his wrists were secured to his ankles.Less than a minute after we were situated in the basement, the door from the kitchen flew open and two men hurried in. “U.S. Marshals, drop your weapons,” Sylvia shouted. True to form, both men tried to. This was going to be our first opportunity for nearly three months. Three months during which we had simply been unable to see each other. From my window, I saw the queues of parents and excited children forming up, socially distanced outside the school gates. There was chatter and laughter from everyone.After the children were admitted, the parents began to leave and I saw her for the first time in months. She was wearing very tight leggings, which was always a code we had developed. Normally,.