What do you say? Shall we have some fun? How are your legs?- I sat on the bed, stretched and bent my legs and they felt perfectly okay, and stronger ...s well. I happily looked at his face. He was looking hopeful.-hameeda, shall we?-He was offering me his right hand. I took it. He stood me up, and took me downstairs. On the dining table, there were some chocolates and oranges.-so…you think we should prepare ourselves?--definitely! Here, there is some milk in the refrigerator. It is good for your. You might even make me come just like that. Your mouth is magic after all, you know this. Aw, no the train has gone now. Bye-bye train. Now all I can hear is the crickets, which sound ten times louder without the train, and the sound of my fan whirling. Mmm, I can feel the wetness building; the idea of your mouth on my nipples really did get me excited. Do you want to feel? Go on then, touch me. Find out for yourself. Mmm, yes, just like that. My clit is tender, caressing it with need. My hot. The next thing Vince knew was the freezing shock of iced water being poured over his throbbing cock. He screamed in shock, and his cock wilted immediately. The women dragged the sobbing Vince over to a contraption in the middle of the room, and secured him to it with leather straps. Mary explained to Vince for Mabel’s benefit, that this framework allowed them to place him into any position they desired, so they could punish him with ease. Mabel couldn’t wait to see it work, and watched as Mary. She didn't want people to think she was a turned into a slut after recently becoming a widow. Besides, Sal was 20 now and he was definitely a young man and not a boy.They had fun selecting furniture from the discarded odds and ends collected by Gina's alcoholic and recently departed husband, Raymond. He had been an inveterate packrat of the most obsessed variety.His obsession was now paying dividends. There was no need for Sal to waste good money when everything he needed was sitting in.