The chambers were below the dungeons so that the sounds of agonized prisoners could be heard in the dungeons above. The palace torture chambers were v...ry, very well equipped with tools ranging from the most basic primitive whips and shackles to the most modern restraints, furniture, devices and electric items to make a man want to castrate himself. The chambers could hold more than 100 unfortunates at a time and even had a small amphitheater for wealthy and royal spectators to view special. They walked about 100 feet from the camp, and Julie squatted first while Jeff kept watch. When she finished, she tried out her leaves and found them to be adequate for the job. Jeff then tried his luck, and his results were the same. Tomorrow, they would find a good place for a latrine and set one up with a supply of the requisite leaves.Now, they were ready for a rerun of the sex games of last night. The sight of Julie crawling into the car ahead of him reminded Jeff of another position that. Resultantly, Cliff admitted that he didn’t get out very much.“Who’s looking after your mother tonight?” I asked.“Sadie. She’s our neighbour and gets on very well my mother. Sadie lives next door and if mum needs her, she’s a phone call away,” Cliff assured me.After introducing myself as Liam O’Donohue, I decided to lighten the mood by asking about Cliff’s t-shirt.“Brazil,” he answered, before qualifying, “I’m am crazy about soccer and Brazil is my favourite national team.”Next, after pointing. I was quiet, and you asked me if I was okay with what you were doing. I told you, you better finish whatever you are trying to start. We had sex. The position was sideways; it was weird and awkward like two high school kids trying not to get caught.The feel of your dick sliding in and out of my pussy was amazing. You started out slow and methodical, but soon was ramming fast and hard. You had your hand between my legs playing with my clit and driving me insane. I couldn’t help crying out loud.