I knew it was Mark’s hand, but I decided to ignore it and act as if nothing happened, then he felt my leg over my knee pressing his hand stronger, t...en started moving it slowly upward over my inner thigh, I kept self-control without saying or doing anything, which he might have taken it as an approval from me to what he was doing under the table, which was true in a way.The only thing I could say about his act was that it was kind of turning me on, making my pussy misty and somehow wet, my only. Mistress Black wasnt taking it slowly, i was staggering and stumblingalong, the pain in my arms shoulders and feet growing by the second.through the first door was a short corridor leading to a door at the farend, i soon realised this was some form of airlock, growing more scaredwith every short step i took we reached the second door.upon the door being opened i discovered it wasnt an airlock but anelaborate sound proofing system as i heard the moans and groans of manyslaves and the sight i. " Why don't you go home until he gets back? Stay with your family." Oh, I told him I could stick it out here. It was only six months we said, but after one month I'm a wreck. The baby's so much work, the house is so empty and I miss Frank so much." All those things are normal. You just need someone to talk to. You can talk to me right now. I don't have to be anywhere."She sniffed, looked at me, and said, "I was going to do one thing about it. The part about missing Frank, I came home tonight to. "Uh-huh," I said as she stroked me."Tell me," she said."I'm a dirty boy," I groaned. I motioned for Sam to join me. He got to his feet and stood next to me. She wrapped her left hand around his cock and started to stroke him too."Tell me how dirty," she said grinning up at me."I'm a dirty boy . . . who wants to cover his grandma's face in his cum." Yeah?" I want to see you beautiful face dripping with our cum," I groaned.Sam started to grunt. My grandma closed her eyes as Sam's spurt caught her.