AT Last! The key was revealed. I grabbed it and tried onelock... It failed so I tried the other mitten... Success! I grappled and pulled at the rubbe... mitten and with my other still boundand chained hand I pulled the taped key from my palm and released theother mitten.Two more keys in this palm undid the wrist cuffs and once freed fromthese I reached up and released the quick release mechanism on the chainthat held my helmet to the chain in the ceiling.I stepped for the door and forgot about. That early evening Cornelia had a nice bath before getting herself dressed in a white bra that displayed her ample cleavage, white bikini panties that almost disappeared into her arse crack, tight-fitting green top, and white trousers that were almost indecently tight around her buttocks.Adrian dressed smart-casual and seemed to have a permanently hard cock.He arrived at Cornelia's house slightly early but that was no problem and, with the door closed, they kissed as never before and hands. I was the seventh name pulled. I would be his Saturday lover.My dad grabbed a box of wine, pouring everyone a glass of wine. When the priestesses knocked on the door a half-hour later, I was buzzed on my first glass of wine, giggling with my sisters as they all enviously hugged me, my older sisters whispering naughty suggestions in my ears.When Dad opened the door. We all fell silent at the sight of the priestesses in their gauzy, white robes, their nubile bodies enticing shadows through their. " Michelle was a girl I was dating, eighteen years old and sexy as hell, but didn't want to have sex until marriage so we broke up after she found me cheating on her with her best friend Nicole. "I'm sorry to hear about that," she said, "but I'm sure a hot lad like yourself would attract girls wherever he went. I would've snatched you up if we weren't related. I could do with some decent sex." It got me thinking, was my aunt hitting on me? But fuck it, I was starting to enjoy the conversation.