Not like there was much choice. And so I crawled, on hands and knees, into the unnatural tunnel and hoped for the best, my heart beating nervously wit... each passing minute as I made my way towards the unknown, with neither the sun nor stars to guide me.oOoTime and distance meant very little as I made my way through the winding passage. In places it opened up so that I could walk upright, bent slightly at the waist, for short distances. How long I travelled, I do not know. Nor how far. I only. You lift your hips until I almost slide out of you and then push down hard again, you repeat this several times I find it hard !!! to hold back and then you rhythmically twist your hips I as pump into you, you arch your back I bury my face in your glorious mounds pull down on your shoulders, push into you as I explode deep within !!!!!! We kiss I am still inside you, we continue to kiss as my stiffness subsides and I slip out. The drive back is a blur, we go inside and slam the door shut, I. ‘Let’s start off with…hmmm…let’s try red.’ Right Said Fred’s song ‘I’m Too Sexy’ began to play as Quincy once again made a show of walking around Janey. He stopped directly behind her. Then he reached around from behind her and placed a hand on her belly. Janey’s hair became a fiery red, followed by her bra and then panties. Then her fishnet stockings turned red, starting from the top and working its way to her toes. Quincy then switched sides, removing his one hand and reaching around with his. No trouble with Angels, Dad Harold Who gotbthem wholesale in the mail and Never counted how many there were, kept them all in a drawer in their bathroom cabinet. My father usually noticed if I took one of his, but occasionally they “fell” off his dresser drawers if you know what I mean! Now Angel did NOT want knocked up where as only weeks before she cared less how much I shot up her cunt! Annoying a bit when all worked up and having to stop to unwrap a latex sheath and then pull out lots of.