” “So you want to swap partners? Is that it?” “No, not swap partners, but have a woman or a man come join us here....�� Carol has always said that sex belongs in the home, in the bedroom, between two people, in private and not for general consumption so, having someone visit for the purposes of a sexual encounter is something of a departure from that particular view point, but not so far away as going to a club. There is some logic to it I suppose, it is. The tip going in this time sounded more painful. then in another few pushes I went total in. She started crying and crying a bit loud. I started pumping in slowly. But slow was not helping me cum. I told her another few minutes of hell and then I would feel like heaven.As expected she said go on and used the words “fuck the shit out of my ass”. I started pumping hard and hard, she started crying and in between got her hands on her ass. I started spanking her hard and she shouted with cry on. . fingerprint, so to speak."I simply nodded, filing the information away for later inspection.On the other side of the door was a concrete staircase that only went down.We crept along the steps, listening intently for any sounds of alarms orapproaching footsteps. When we finally made it to the next level, we foundanother heavy door waiting for us."How do you know they are keeping the prisoners here?" I asked.Matthew put his hand on the door. "I saw it when they were taking me to. But now it appears his dad had not been out of town, no not even out of the room for he had been watching from a special place behind the wardrobe partition.Ritchie recalled how four long years ago, his hormones had kicked in at top speed and he found every opportunity to drop things around his mother just for the chance to bend down and sneak a peek up her skirt at her nylon clad legs, often seeing the stocking tops and beyond. He found himself not only ogling his mother's legs but also his.