“Spread yourlegs a little bit.” Jeff did as he was told. “Well, theguy came at me and I lifted my leg, smashing my foot,RIGHT into h...s balls like this!” Suddenly Patricia DIDlift her leg, her foot flying upwards with blindingspeed towards her son’s nuts, and…..nothing.Patricia’s foot stopped not more than half an inch fromthe bulge of balls in her son’s pants. Jeff let out asmall squeak, almost as if he really had been kicked,and rose up onto his. Very nice plus stockings and suspenders.She suddenly fell to the floor and she said she had passed out....I pretended to try and wake her but it didnt work, she just lay there so she asked me to undo her bra....I did this and she let me take it off..there were her gorgeous succulent young breasts...firm fabulous pink nipples..i touched them and played with her nipples she smiled and they got all hard. Then I moved down her belly and started to pull down her knickers...i wanted to see her pussy. Metal and very fake wood. A filing cabinet style drawer, and… a pen! A cheap, gnawed on, nigh disposable, ballpoint fucking pen! I am so happy I don’t even care that I didn’t find a new landmark like I thought. Dropping the sharp fragment of slate feels almost celebratory as I tuck the end of the pen into the spiral wire and return to my exploration, dedicating myself to check through the whole floor.In the next couple of hallways, I hear the familiar sound of giggling. Around here it. I looked at my slutty young wife and grinned. “Get out and stand on the corner and like a hooker!” I demanded looking directly at her. Louise simply grinned back and obediently opened the door. Both Alan and I watched as she sauntered across the street and stood by a corner looking every bit the slut she was.“I just want to see the attention she get from all the pervs that tour around these streets.” I said to Alan and he smiled knowingly. “Are you sure that’s all?”“Well, lets see how.