The room was quite big, and lined with shelves stocked with survival rations, and what Danyel considered to be a fuck-ton of weaponry. Around the room...there were different tables, and chairs with straps, and wooden contraptions, and in the corner, a bondage cross. That was when she realized she needed to get out now, but it was to little to late. She heard the steel door above slam closed, and heavy foot steps on the stone steps. Her heart was about to leap out of her chest, she saw a door on. Then aftr hanging my clothes she came to sweep my room and again i got a glimpse of her huge boobs and i got hard…..this time she kept looking at my boxers and when i caught her looking i gave her smile and walked out of the room…..while walking to my bed i touched her ass with my hand accidently and said sorry to which she said its ok….then i lied down in my bed and started surfing porn and i became really hard and to which she noticed it…..after sweeping she said she wanted to mop and she. If she was going to be ravaged she would rather it be by some dark-skinned ruffian than some milksop corporate stooge.Daniel found Meg’s clitoris and rubbed her satin panties against the sensitive nub. His face was pressed against her thighs, her stocking rasping on his stubble. He could smell her perfume and underneath that he could smell her sex. Her panties were damp.Meg still had her eyes closed and imagined that it was Peter stroking her most intimate parts. That it was her son who was. They're both still in their regular clothes, but their faces are flush and I wonder what they've been doing in there. My cock stirs at the image of them getting each other off and in anticipation of tonight's activities."We're going to order a pizza and watch a movie." Susan tells me. "You're welcome to join us if you promise not to be obnoxious." She laughs, looking at Sherrie."Yeah, well if you guys don't talk through the whole movie." I retort. "What kind of pizza are you getting?"We order.