He enjoyed watching his wife, touching, playing with herself. When he'd introduced her to Amanda, she'd been surprised, then pleased as the two of the... often got together for Harold's benefit as much as their own.The "Shower Chamber" as it was called, was enormous. It could easily accommodate a group of people in fact. Spotting a form fitting lounge seat, much like those molded inside most hot tubs, Silva lay down, placing herself comfortably in position, dialing the water sprays, which. She was trembling and breathing hard.It was almost as if some pornographer had kidnapped her, bound her, and dumped her at my door. I was shocked. I didn’t know what to do.Then I noticed my sweat suit, folded neatly in front of her, with a small box that said it held safety razors, her smartphone, and a note, folded, with “Sir” on the front.I squatted down on my heels and picked up the note, which said:I will be your slave.Or I will be dead.Please take me, SirTaped to the bottom of the note. "That's the way! Oh, yes! Fuck me good!"Lisa's fingers were frantically plunging in and out of her own flaming cunt gash as she watched the man's huge prick fucking in and out of her young daughter's juice-slickened pussy."My God!" she suddenly heard a voice gasp.Looking around, she saw her son standing there rubbing his hard prick through his pants."Jesus Christ!" Matt grinned. "He's sure pouring it to her." I know," laughed his mother. "They're really fuckin' up a storm." They sure are," he. Shortly after I felt the warmth of his mouth. He was going very very slow, and not so deep, probably in fear that will wake up. I found it funny that *game* so I moved a little in my *sleep* just the way to be able to shove almost my whole cock inside his mouth. I felt that he was about to choke, and could imagine a fear in hos thoughts, so I eased off a bit that push, just for a bit, because unknown passion took me in a wave, and with all possible power to fake my sleep, I kind of touched his.