Sweaty, exhausted, we continued to gently kiss. Finally both of us drifted off to sleep, awakened by Baxter tugging at his Mommy telling her to get up... Quickly we covered up, and Bev grabbed her top and shorts that were on the floor by the bed. She got up and attended to Baxter, and then put him back to bed. We slept for two hours, she told me. God, it was wonderful and she bent over and took my limp cock between her lips and began to gently massage it. I told her I did not think I could go. “HEATHER….”. The voice wasn’t more than 30 yards away. Heather could see her husbands boots under the screens that kept her and her rapists from his view.“HEATHER….”. “What the fuck?” said Kevin, pulling out from her ass, creating an audible popping noise as the head of his prick emerged. “Who the fuck is that?”“I don’t know” gasped Matt, still pumping into Heather’s mouth. “Just let me finish”.He spurted twice more and Heather swallowed promptly having now timed her sucking and swallowing with. Somehow, Jerry suspected the Mr. Black and Mrs. White were not their real names.Mrs. White picked up her bang and followed Jerry and Mandy as they walked into the closet. She then opened the bag and lay several links of chain and several combination locks onto the carpeted floor, then turned to them and said, "The art gallery next door has kindly collected some rather kinky paintings for us. Wasn't that so kind of them? " Mr. Black chuckled. She continued, "We can't have you nice people. ”His wife, Beverley, squeezed his hand, whispering into his ear.“I’d rather it was you then anyone else. Just be gentle with her...” he was amazed, looking into her eyes directly and noticing the tiniest of smiles as if she somehow knew this was inevitable. “ ... everyone’s waiting. Go have fun”.He looked down at his ticket, suddenly aware that several seconds had passed since the winning number had been announced, and took a deep breath. His arm raised, holding his hand up as if he himself was.