. Ross had just finished fucking Lewis’ hole for the sheer pleasure of the audience at the pit when he was pulled away by four strangers, all men w...o were so big they made him feel like a twig. They dragged him by his ankles and wrists into the dark room behind door seven. “Who are you?” There grips were painful. He looked at the men and couldn’t immediately tell one from the other. His voice broke when he spoke again. “Lewis! Don’t hurt him. Please!” The man holding his right arm yanked it. Scott lived with his grandfather Vern because his mother had died when he was younger and he never knew his father. Vern was 69, muscular with a barrelled chest full of gray hair. He was always dark tanned because he too was a swimmer and always worked in the yard without a shirt. He was an attractive man but never took the time to date. He and I got along great and he helped me with my swimming techniques. He used to walk around in just a speedo a lot because he was always in the pool. I. Herndon said. "This is Bethany, and sheis going to need a nametag as soon as possible."Carrie immediately picked up a pen and jotted this down. "Is Bethanygoing to be working for us?" she asked."Can you show her how to print up those billing packets?" Lisa asked.Carrie nodded. "Tonight?" she asked."But don't I need to fill out an application?" I asked."We'll get you an application," Lisa said. "Thank you, Mrs. Herndon.Come on, Bethany, I'll help you change." You want me to work tonight?" I. Spot gently massaging it making her hips rise with pleasure.She groaned and cum with a loud sigh begging for more and I moved in-between her legs slipping my cock into her wet honey pot, moving slowly as she cried out with pleasure, I had to admit she was a hot fantastic women and if she wasn’t Brenda’s daughter and a bit older I would want her to be with me, I knew this was wrong but we both wanted each other, ever since we had sex at the hotel I just couldn’t get her out of my mind, even when.