He loved being fucked hard. After I fucked him in the bathroom, we move into the living room. He still had not had enough cock in his ass, so he start...d sucking on my cock and licking my nuts and rimming me. Feeling his hot tongue on my ass got me hard again. He started begging me to fuck him again. I rolled him over on to his knees. My cum was still leaking out of his ass and I knew he would be hot and juicy. I again plowed my hard cock in his ass. We were both on our knees and I keep fucking. He tried to rub his sore head but couldn't. As the fog began to clear he realized he couldn't speak either—and what the hell was that nasty smell? As his eyes unglazed he saw the kid still naked and bound in front of him. His first thought was 'oh, boy!' His second thought was 'oh, shit!' He had just realized he was naked bound and gagged.“Got a problem there, big fella?” said a voice behind him.Sean went rigid in terror. Someone had turned the tables on him! Was it one of the theater. It's not just the sex games, or the fetish stuff, or the other women."I love you too, Paul," she said.We kissed and just held each other.We sat over hamburgers and iced tea in the kitchen."When we get a place," Shari said dreamily, "I want a shower room, with a big shower and major drain system."I nodded, grinning."The game room," I said."Can you imagine a whole house designed with the idea of fucking?" she asked. "There's people who have computers in every room or other stuff. Why not build. This is the first tape out of the six I made. This date and time is my handwriting, what I put on it so I wouldn't mix it up with any others." Why did you make this recording?" I made it, at first I mean ... because I wanted to know what was going on. I mean ... my dad was talking about shooting, and pumping rounds himself, and killing kids, and the airplane crash ... I mean, I was curious to know what he was doing." Do you remember the moment your thoughts moved beyond curiosity and you.