I was levitating over their cells, levitating over their graveyard. I was thinking of the men, crammed into the dingy rooms, imagining the torture the...’d endured. The convicts in chains, counting the hours until they were brought out to the guns. Mosquitoes feasting on their flesh. I sensed a vestigial energy, spirits in the air.Tired of staring at the air, mind in void, I rolled over in bed, pawed at my bedside table, grabbed my phone and cradled it in my hands and its blue light cut through. Right after we'd cleared the table after supper, my sister and I went out to the car and started to pack our suitcases upstairs. It seemed like ages since I'd used that bedroom, yet it was very much like returning to a favourite spot in a serene forest. The biggest difference would be sharing it with my sister, although the smile on her face and the gleam in her eye let me know that she had hopes of relieving the sexual frustrations that we'd worried about. But as enticing as that idea was, she. "Yes, guys, I'm really serious. I wish I knew a couple of guys who'd fuck me regularly and yet be man enough to keep their fucking mouths shut and not advertise to the whole world that they'd gotten laid with me," April said."April, Ron and I can keep our mouths shut. Are you interested? I promise you that if you spend a night with us, no one will ever know what happened. And, who knows, you might want a repeat engagement with us," Chuck said as he stood and let April see a large bulge in his. He slowly got off the bed and told her to stay put. He walked slowly around her without touching her to stand behind. He reached around and grabbed her tits in each hand, and I watched as he squeezed them hard. You could see the pain on her face and when he let go suddenly, she smiled. After running his hands all over her, he took her nipples in his fingers and pinched them. Her face contorted in pain, and she had to go on tippy toes as he pulled them up. She had one hand on her pussy, and I.