There were 2 entrances to the basement, one through the house, the other from outside. The inside entrance was for you only; the other one was for eve...ryone else.The "fun room" had 3 ways to enter. One door for you, to which you have the only key. One door for the Mistresses, which they had their own key, and the salve girls entrance. That entrance was a very special one. In order for the girls to enter the "fun room" they had to get on their hands and knees to crawl through a very small door.. Up to the gorgeous set of full melon-like globes of her exposed tits. And up further to the sensuous smile pasted on her pretty face.Slipping two fingers under the elastic of her bikini bottom, she wriggled her ass, the polyester material slithering over her hips and down her legs. She jutted her hips forward slightly, exposing the delicate fluff of her yellow cunthair."Joiners?" she asked, her voice syrupy with sexual heat. "Or is this a private party?"Dianne cleared her throat and tried to. It said it was purchased from Wendy Wendolyn Elizabeth Wanzor Austin and owned by ME! Now who the heck is that Austin lady? I got curious about the yacht. Pentwater. Hmm. This could be fun. I set the watch for last week; Muir State Park would be a good place. I'll take the Schwinn; low profile that way.I unchained the bike from its anchor post around back. Mom and Jackie had left a note about going to the mall. Not a problem. I'd be back in fifteen minutes anyway. I wrapped the cable lock. Smiling, Savannah climbed back on top of me and after leaning down to kiss me, she reached back, took hold of my cock, and guided my cock against her tight little hole. Pushing back, she slowly let my cock slip into her. With her eyes closed she said, “Oh,” as she leaned back forth taking me all the way in. I couldn’t believe it and as I reached putting my hands on her boobs, which made her open her eyes. She smiled at me and leaning forward to kissed me, her cock slipped out. Savannah.