" In a sotto voce he whispered to Melody, "I think she has a boyfriend she won't tell me about." Oh you go on now," Mrs. Binder pretended to huff as s...e lightly slapped him on the arm while Melody giggled. "You two go in and get yourselves a seat and I'll be right back out in a jiff with the first course."Marlin led Melody into the dining room where three elderly men already sat at the long table. He knew them fairly well since they were three of the five or six that ate most of their evening. I then turned around to view my masterpiece. My basement was the training arena. It was dank and dim, with brick walls and a soundproofed door. There was no screaming to be heard in case training got… a little rigorous. In which case it usually did. Floor to ceiling there were cabinets lining the wall on the west side of the room of all sorts, big and small, concealing various training utensils. Rope was piled in one corner of the room, and chains hung from the ceiling with manacles at the. ‘What happened in your dream?’ I asked, looking at him over my shoulder. He smiled and pulled at the waistband of my panties, pulling them down over my ass, letting them fall to my ankles. I just stood there and let him reenact his dream. I let out a deep moan when feeling his finger rub along the opening of my pussy. ‘Yes,’ I purred when feeling one finger then another slide inside. I rocked back and forth as his fingers fucked me. ‘God,’ I moaned. Although I loved the feel of his fingers, I. I could tell.“It’s in Beth’s bedroom and I don’t want to go in there. I want to use this bathroom.”He made a face at me. “This one is occupied.” And then he snickered again. His hand slowly stroked that big, thick cock of his. The balls were nothing to complain about either. They were huge by most adult men’s standards and hung in a nicely hairy, loose scrotum that demanded being cupped by a lewd hand.I came up behind him and pushed down my own baggy shorts. I grabbed his hips and pushed my.