„Puhhh, wow!“ stöhnte ich auf und presste mein Gesicht gegen die Matratze. Das war fast bissel zu viel des Guten, aber es fühlte sich unendlich ...eil an, ihren Kolben tief in der Pofotze zu haben. Ich ließ meine Arschbacken los, legte mich wieder entspannt hin um es zu genießen. Gerade anfangs kostete ich das Gefühl immer maximal aus. Sich einfach bissel ficken lassen, ganz auf das delikate Gefühl konzentrieren. …Wie sich der harte Schwanz im engen Arsch hin und her bewegte. Wie man das tiefe. She has to be untrained. I want to do that myself" he finished, the small man took it all in before leading Travis to the back wall and one of the oak doors that stood there. "I believe this, is what you'll want then" the man said, pushing Travis into the dark room behind the door, before leaving to attend to another customer. Taking a second to adjust his eyes, Travis gazed around the room. Which was more of a hallway then anything, along the walls were girls. Each was bound, gagged and. Or to a trust that is wholly owned and controlled by you, after you receive your emancipation papers." Wow!" I didn't think about all that when I first suggested it," I said. I noticed the first faint light of day, false dawn some called it. I breathed in deeply, becoming one with the nature surrounding the balcony, as I contemplated what Catherine had told me."I know you didn't. That's why I've decided to help you," Catherine said."I'm glad you did," I told her. "Decide to help me, I mean.". If they actually knew how I lusted for my husband, and for my ladylover girlfriend, they would probably shun me. Arriving at the parking lot, Ron found a vacant spot between two empty cars. Other latecomers were making their way to the Worship Center auditorium. He parked the car and got out, quickly coming around to meet me; I opened the passenger door, yet didn’t get out. “Syl, what’s wrong? Let’s go! We’re late. We’ll have to sit way back in the balcony if we don’t hurry.” I twisted around.