In order to hang Angel from it I went out & bought a playground replacementswing. The kind with a leather seat & chains. Also I bought a small leather...addle cinch & some more chains to hook to it. To hook these to the beam I got 2 large hooks & screwed them into the beam about 8 ft. apart. We used them for swag lamps the rest of the time. I glued some padding to the swing seat & to the cinch strap & covered them with towels. Angel would sit on the swing & thenlay back into the other strap. Then. Although I did glance up more than once to catch her looking anxiously over her shoulder. When the crotch of her panties was good and wet from our combined juices and she was standing with her head back, panting with her tongue out, I stopped what I was doing and stood. Her eyes, which had been closed, flew open as I put my hands on her waist and pulled her against me. And when I gave her a sudden open-handed swat on her already tender behind, now protected only by the thin fabric of her. Ah… sex. The downfall of so many. And so began 141’s final chapter.Nine years ago 141 came under it’s final owner… Mr and Mrs Stamp - a couple of notorious repute. The king and Queen of the swinging scene. 141 became known as The Townhouse. A den for infamous sex parties.Townhouse catered for all needs. Swinging, cuckolding, BDSM, all niches covered.~A police sergeant whistled with his fingers in his mouth. “Detectives. This way please. Got two possible witnesses.”.Blakely walked towards the. The snow continued to melt the weather was much warmer the ground was beginning to show through the snow, just as much as their child was beginning to show. At four months Beth worried about how big she was becoming, she had resorted to wearing sweatpants pulled down as far as possible, she worried that it was possible she was carrying twins which ran in her family and made it more likely that they needed to get down from the mountain sooner rather than later. Twins tend to come early and she.