He told her that he'd love to watch them feel and fondle her big tits while playing with her nipples as she stroked them and sucked them before they e...aculated in her sexy mouth. An imagined sexual fantasy she wouldn't mind masturbating herself to, if his friends were still here now, she'd allow Bob, Mike, and Jim to play with her big tits as they fingered her nipples, while she sucked their cocks. Instead, by making her husband feel like the pervert that he obviously is, she's already closed. ' And he could hear Christmas music coming from some of the rooms adjoining it.'It's very posh' he thought as he looked around, the wallpaper engraved with gold, of a rich green shade. He thought that he had seen some hotels less posh than this 'homeless centre'. As he walked into the room from where the loudest music came he found it empty, just having a lot of folded tables, still standing against the walls, waiting to be packed up."Hey you, come over here." A voice called him.As he looked he. “Soooo good,” she sighed. “Poor Abby ... You and I will never know what bad sex is like...”“She’s kinda broken,” I returned.“We shoulda moved ‘er in with us...”“Deena, my crazy sister, exactly HOW would that have worked, me and you and Bill humpin’ like crazed monkeys in our bedroom every night, her over there in the spare bedroom...”She got a mischievous glint in her eye... “we might’ve fixed ‘er.”“Huh?!?”“Dave handles three of ‘em. I think OUR Bill’s healthy enough. I mean, she’s not bad. You stagger to keep up.As you leave the room, you hear a female voice say, "And cut! That was great."You are led to a bed. It feels like an institutional style twin bed, but you really don't care. You are so exhausted. You are sound asleep in less than a minute.When you wake, you are flat on your back and can't move. The leash, attached to your collar, has been pushed through a hole in the mattress and anchored in some manner under you. The metal collar is secured with a small padlock. There is.