Step down further. You have eight more steps to go to make us both very happy.You step down to the third step. Your mind suddenly feels slower.You...feel very euphoric, and calm. You like to be hear. You startfeeling a slight tingling sensation in your arms and legs. It isokay, but only because you trust my voice. For the first time yourealize that I have a voice. My voice makes you feel safe. Now you step down to the fourth step. You feel so much morecalm and relaxed than you ever. ..' I swear I heard an audible pop when his enormously huge penile glans enter my anal canal. Daniel grunted '...shut the fuck up bitch. I've been wanting to hit this ass just right. Damn, it's tight...' I clawed at the bedsheets and tossed my head violently from side to side as Daniel held his still. His mammoth penile ridge sc****d against the walls of my anal canal. I shivered as Daniel adjusted his body and eased up my back, my thighs were trembling uncontrollably as Daniel took a deep. He only nodded and patted her hand on his arm before getting on the quad behind Bill.Bill slowly drove passed the first vehicle that had crashed and flipped. He slowed farther when he came to the second rifle trap. Bill carefully put the rifle on safe and removed the trip wire. Driving on Bill made sure the quad tires were on the center and shoulder of the road to avoid the tire flattening bullets ... It was dark enough to need the night glasses after they safely passed the site and Bill slowly. Dropping his end, he picked up 'Submarine Warfare during WWII', leaned up against the cliff face and started to read.He never noticed the slow slither of a recalcitrant rope. Ever so slowly it slid into the cave. David, exhausted from a night of recalled terror, was asleep in seconds.Not the best of door guards.Wendy never noticed the rope. She was walking down the passage behind Opening Number Two.Arbitrarily designating 'WAY OUT' as EAST (it was) and NOON(it wasn't), Opening Number One held.