”“And what about you? Adrienne’s out. I’m out. Now DJ’s out. Where does this leave you?”“Completely screwed.” I sighed before arching ...n eyebrow at her. “At least until your thirtieth birthday, that is.”“Ben!“ Dawn exclaimed.I raised my hands defensively. “Sorry.”“You can’t simply replace DJ with me as your new backup plan.”“I know, I know.”She sighed and gave me a sad look. “Do you? Really?”“What do you want from me?”“I want to know if you really understand that you can’t just wait around for. “Will there be many people there?” David asked.“No, there’s only six couples anyway,” Tom replied, “it is a private event, we all met at the public sessions, we all got friendly because we all had the same interests, all the women in our group are submissive. When Helen, the lady who manages the club, told us that they would be shutting on a Sunday as it was not a popular day, we came to an agreement to hire the place every Sunday for our private group.”Tom saw that his son was deep in. Those hard, gentle hands. As he lifted her, her legs opened to receive him inside of her. She lifted them until her knees were straight, and open. His penis resting on her labia. She felt a light pressure. He was inside her. He was moving so slowly. She reached obove her to get another pillow and cover her face. She barely had it in the right place and a scream tore out of her. It was barely loud enough to hear. It was followed by a second, and a loud gasp. He was sawing in and out of her. Her. Jake put his ear to the door, listened for a few moments, and then slowly turned the handle and pushed into the supposedly empty office.What he saw totally floored him, and for several seconds he stood there slack jawed, and quite unable to speak. "I‑I‑I'm sorry," a red faced Jake stammered, "I heard the glass breaking and just wanted to make sure everything was okay." The reason for his discomfort was seated in an office chair next to some sort of contraption with hoses and wires connected to.