I decided to try upstairs where all the bedrooms were.I saw that the door to the guest bedroom was closed., as Debbie tried to pull me towards the mas...er bedroom. I had to check that room. As I went to quietly open the door, I heard my wife say “Take me up the ass”.I let them be and took Debbie into the Master bedroom. I had us both stripped in no time, and my rejuvenated cock back in her mouth. I then decided to do like my wife and get some tight anal sex.“Debbie, I’m gonna fuck you up the. ."By then it was too late. He suddenly gave out a nearly comical yelp.---Her hands closed more and more tightly on his balls. He was suddenly trying to get away when a second before he had been determined to be inside her. But he couldn't get away - he couldn't even try. It would only cause the pressure on his balls to increase. She had him - he couldn't move. So he froze.She turned up the pressure, and he whimpered, not even conscious of the shame and embarrassment he should be feeling at this. Nikki slipped out of her boots and took her dress and underwear off, throwing them in the hamper. She turned to the Mistress, already grasping her role here as a servant."Now get on the bed," the Mistress ordered her. Nikki climbed onto the bed and closed her eyes, waiting for the Mistress to enter her with the strapon. Instead, she felt her arm being pulled up to the headboard. She opened her eyes and saw the Mistress had handcuffed her arms to the headboard. She pulled, trying to get free,. Billy was dead, so these were the senior surviving Klansmen of all. I made an executive decision and turned to Lenny, indicating that he should behead Guy. He was too much of a “tall poppy,” as they would say, to let him live. Plus, at fifty-nine, he had barely survived the black fog. I wasn’t about to give him another chance when better men just months older in his community (and his own family) had perished.“And then there were five! Well, well, well, let’s have their hoods, shall we, and.