Waking upHe found himself surrounded with darkness, so dark, not even a hand before his face could be seen, not that he could lift his hand, or any ot...er part of his body for that matter, though he tried, but discovered his wrists in solid handcuffs behind his back, feeling the hard unyielding metal and the sound of the very short chain between the links.The cuffs in turn, were fastened to a ring bolted securely to the floor, making him lay on his side the only possibilty of posture.His ankles. A few seem to look at this man before me for guidance. So he was a leader of some kind. Even better. ‘You are dead, man from Virginia. Dead and likening already, your body has beginning to rot on some battlefield somewhere.’ My words tumble past the laughter I’m feeling. Unable to tell my truths from a jests he spits at my feet and starts for me, proving once again the stupidity of the common man. For stupid indeed is any man, noble or Jacobite born that naked as a babe lunges for a man with. Oh my. What a feeling. Jo closed her eyes. Four dirty old men watching her getting a rimming from another woman. And she loved it so much she pushed her arse back onto the other woman’s face.As she opened her eyes two cocks appear. Those dirty old bastards. She tried to get them in one at a time, taking turns, but then try both at once.She felt hands cupping her tits, a woman’s tongue up your arse, and at last the men can resist no more.The rest of the interview passes in much of a blur. At one. We lay in each other’s arms for a very long time. We were now content to hold each other and enjoy our closeness. From time to time one of us would kiss the other and each time a little explosion went off in our bodies and our minds. We were happy and we were very contented. Any thoughts of guilt were absent from our minds, a love had spawned and neither of us needed to say a word of this, we seemed to instinctively know it existed between us. Our bodies and minds were drained so this quiet.