" Yes, Miss. Now, given the threats of violence that I've been running into, I'm wondering whether I should add some martial arts training or self-def...nce courses to my new physical fitness regime. I didn't know that getting into a lesbian lifestyle was going to result in being threatened as I have been." I can see why you think you might need that. Leave it with me; I know a mistress who is a martial arts expert, and runs her own dojo. I'll talk to her the next time I see her, but either way. I had pretty much given up on having an orgasm by the time he entered me. He did pretty much what I expected. Even after cumming in my mouth only minutes earlier, he climaxed after only a few energetic strokes to my wet, pink fuck hole. Instead of pursuing an orgasm this time, I relaxed and let him do his thing, just enjoying the feeling of his young, fat rod clenching inside me and filling me with a third load of adolescent cum. Instead of leaving quickly, though, he lay on top of me, heaving. . very low and inconspicuous, but somehow jarringly foreign.Walking slow and steadily around the basement, he eventually determined its source – a large drain in the middle of the concrete floor, about the size of a man's fist. It was covered by a surprisingly well made and ornate drain cap, seemingly impossible to remove.Getting down to his knees, Gerald tried to look down the drain, through the thick darkness to the source of the noise, but to no avail. He could hear it much more clearly now.. " I know exactly what you mean." How did she catch you?"I sighed."It was a stupid dare by some of my friends. We were all going to go where we worked and get naked and take pictures of each other. I'm old enough to know better but we had been drinking and after a few glasses of wine it seemed like a hoot. I don't remember how I ended up being the first, but I was. Anyway, after I took my clothes off and they took some pictures of me at my desk I strolled down the hall and into the staff area.