My lungs weren’t hurting particularly. I knew what had happened. I was dead. The murk was just the mess I’d made of my life. Maybe I would have et...rnity to clear it up. For some reason I remembered just when I’d lost Hope.My mid-life crisis hit the day I realized thirty-three was half-way through my life expectancy. Of course, technically, having already survived Viet Nam, I should have had a much longer life expectancy than the sixty-six that was estimated in 1982, but apparently I had. Zack and Stacy have prepared cards stating the Sadomasochistic acts that they wish to indulge in. I have produced some extra cards of my own to add to the pile, the Sadomasochistic acts vary from quiet mild, too fairly severe. Part of the thrill of the long weekend is that they will not know when they will try out any given pastime or even if they will indulge in it all. All I wanted in return was to spend the first night with Zack, the second with Stacy and the third with both of them. Of. "Then you shall bepunished!" Erin trembles hard in his grasp, tearsfalling off her face. Jason commands "Bow to your Lord and Master." Releasing her hair. Without hesitation Erin places her face to the floor. In anoffering to her Master she bows respectfully to him.Smiling Jason walks around to herbackside admiring her pose, but does not let her know; he kicks her hard in theass his foot slipping into the gash. Erin trembles and squeezes her ass muscles around his foot, asJason begins to take. ” She then did something that shocked me. She walked over and grabbed the small waste basket from the corner near where I was standing. She planted it in the middle of the room and placed a leg on either side of it. Standing directly over the waste basket she started to rub her pussy as she closed her eyes and moaned. Then she started fingering her pussy until I could hear it get sloppy wet again. She stopped just before she made herself cum and placed a hand on either thigh. She squatted just.