I rolled on to my back and let him get on top of me as we continued to kiss. His hands pulled up shirt and grabbed my tits while I grinded my pussy ag...inst his hardening cock. He pulled my panties off and his underwear off. He grabbed a condom out of his wallet that was on my desk and rolled it down the length of his huge dick. I laid back and he positioned himself in between my legs. He lifted my right leg over his shoulder and rubbed his hard cock over my slit. He pushed hard and entered my. The grey steel burnished to a dull grey smoothness impressed on those within it, or without, the strength of the construction. The lock on the cage's door, its key plate in polished brass, confirmed that whoever was inside would be unable to escape.In my admiration for the impressive example of the engineer's art I had almost forgotten about the cage's occupant.She realised that I was there, of course, in spite of the hood that covered her head, blinding her and dulling her hearing. She had. I hope we all know that shit ain't real.I didn't even bother to run her cell phone record. It would for sure be a burn phone. Marty was smart, he might even be waiting for me to discover his little plot. Even that would be high drama. There just was no downside for him. You had to love a pure businessman."Guess what?" Lucas said as he approached my desk."What?" I asked in return."I'm getting a bike like yours." How so?" I asked."Reverend Archer is building me one. He did build yours didn't he?". That was the sole purpose of having chaperones!The sun was getting low in the sky and the beach was emptying out. I turned with Trish and started back."Where are they, Uncle Dave?" asked Trish.She didn't seem to even think about the two of us being bare-assed naked any more. She was growing concerned for her friends, too."I don't know, Trish," I admitted. "Let's walk closer to the dunes. We can watch to the water's edge and look around the dunes at the same time.We had gone about a third of the.