I guess because of the kindness and concern that he showed, I deemed him to be a good man and agreed to him when he offered that we get married. I qui... school and had our first son, John.Phillip finished school and got his degree, moving on to find work in a small practice. Two years later would bring the arrival of our second son, Chris; ending any thoughts I'd had of returning to school, and entrenching my status to that of mother and homemaker. In hindsight, Phil was a good husband and a. She had become a cheating slut wife in less than a week. How far would she go?The video continued with Bob gently kissing her newly pierced nipples. Becky was grinding on Bob’s cock, her Thigh Length boots reflecting the light dramatically as her hips banged onto Bob’s.Dave now came into view. Spitting on his cock, he positioned his helmet between the cheeks of Becky ass and began to rub his purple helmet up and around her puckered ring. He slid his cock effortlessly into her ass as she let out. “They are Stormy’s girls right now,” Trouble could see from the look on the girl’s faces that the younger guys were telling the truth. Trouble is Stormy’s right-hand bitch, and she bossed the girls around when Stormy was dancing or busy with something.“Go on in,” Trouble pointed to the heavily reinforced employee entrance.Brock tried to open the door, and it didn’t budge.Trouble chuckled and told him to pull harder. “You are weak. Put your back into it,” she teased.Brock tried again and. Most of the gear was as expected. Streamlined, minimalist, functional.Except for one bizarre behemoth in a far corner. “What is this contraption?” I giggled at what looked like a deconstructed chair with a black stack of rectangular weights next to it. “It looks like some medieval interrogation device.”“Leg machine of a more ancient generation. Monstrous, isn’t it? It came with the house; that’s how old it is." He let me go and gestured toward it with a flourish. "Care to try it? Find out how.