Her mother, I noticed, stood sobbing with one hand on the table and the other holding her dress to her chest. I took the steps in three jumps, kicked ...pen the door where the noise was coming from and found three big young men attempting to tie the daughter to a bed.The young woman was still wearing her stays and a torn fragment of her shift. One ankle and one wrist had been bound, and she was twisting, turning and yelling while one boy sat on her chest and attempted to stuff his engorged member. He could manage one, right? Sherlock nodded, letting go of his now slightly bloody lip, and took a deep breath. He could attempt to deduce what Mycroft was going to use, but he … didnt particularly feel like it. It felt nicer to let it happen. Let go. His muscles relaxed slightly, with the presence of the vibrator gone. Sherlock was still painfully — deliciously — hard. His brother wasted no time in taking the prostate massager in hand and he immediately pushed it inside the younger man,. I crawled on the mattress from the foot of the bed in between Kyra and Ally. Both nestled under each of my arms and laid their heads on my chest.“Bret, thank you for such a wonderful night. It has been amazing so far.” Ally said.“Anything for you honey,” I replied.“I am glad to hear that because I have a small request.” Her hands were rubbing my chest very seductively. I looked at her quizzically, not sure where this conversation was going.“Okay, I think. What is your small request?”“I…. I. She applies a little make-up and plays with her hair a little before turning off the light and returning to the dining room where a plate of pancakes and a glass of orange juice awaits her. All three of them sit down and begin to eat, engaging in pointless small talk between bites. After a few minutes, Kenny notices John reach down into his pocket. A second later, she is taken by surprise as she feels a slight vibration in her lap. Johns hand returns to his fork and he continues eating with a.