The house had been there before the town grew, and Billy’s family dated back well before the war of the States. The grounds had been used to hide an... shelter wounded men of the South, and the basement that had hidden them in, was not on any blueprints. His ancestor had built the house, and not told anyone that the cellar stretched the whole length and breadth of the house, supported by four columns. Only the wounded had seen this, apart from the decedents, which now included Billy. Billy had. . that's just why I'm going to tell you, and not them..." he explained."Tell me what?" Shawna's not going to happen, I've realised that. There was... she doesn't see me as... I'm just a safe-zone, you know. Somewhere trustworthy, somewhere... safe." That's a good thing to be, you know. People need someone they can trust." What about what I need?" What do you need?" I don't know... I don't think it's there. I think this is it, really. Me and four walls..." What happened with Shawna?" A... a. ” “C’mon, boys, take a shot at her ass.” You pull out with a loud popping sound and the black jogger gets behind me and slides right into my slick asshole. “Wow she is so tight,” he yells as he starts to fuck me hard. “Yeah baby,” I say. “Fuck me hard. Ram that cock home. Fuck this slut whore good.” You and the other guy just watch and stroke your cocks as the black jogger rams his cock all the way up my slutty ass. “Harder, baby, fill me with that black dick.” You tell the white guy to. We were so turned on by how great it felt that we never saw the two policemen come alongside my car. It was the rap on the window and the light of the flashlight that got our attention. It was after 20 minutes with me sitting in the back of the police car I was able to convince the cop that she was my soon to be wife ,so he let me go. As I got in the car the cop ordered me to go, telling us we needed to get a room and not do things like this again. Debbie again started playing with my cock as.