Lori asked for our feedback and that’s what we told her. I added that it was nice to see her face and tits but since my hands were full, I couldn’... do anything about it.Nancy was up next and she asked if I was willing to try a challenging position. I agreed and we tried a position called the superman. Nancy lay on the exercise ball and I entered her from behind. I held her hips up and she wrapped her legs behind my back and then transferred her weight by placing her hands on my knees and rolled. The computer system controls everything in the tunnels. Let me talk to the technicians and see what they can come up with."Bill leaves, I continue to wander through the tunnels and then I stumble upon what used to be the bitches room. I decide to leave the bitch a little 'present' from me.I finish then I head back to the computer room. Bill looks up when I arrive and says, "Stacy, we're finished here and need to leave before anyone discovers what we've done."We exit the tunnels, and I order,. Gathering saliva on my tongue I traced a line down his back, stopping at each point of wetting my tongue to kiss his saltly tasting flesh, all the way down until I was now in between his buttocks and inches from his puckered asshole, which was opening and closing in unison with each thrust into Pia.Lying on my back I had an incredible urge to go all the way in, Like I had saw so many times in the porn movies I rented. Realising what I was doing he raised himself up for me to get in between his. And the panic that I tried to bury inside, not to be found out, ever.Thank you, Eric, was what I thought. Thank you for the beautiful shades you bought me. They perfectly hide my shame.Phil Mortensen married my best friend, Mary Eckstein. That would be about seven years ago. I had been her bridesmaid. I was by then already with Dean, my future husband. We married one year later.Phil is rich. We use to make fun of it, calling him Philthy Rich. He does not like that. Phil can be amazingly.