I give it a few minutes them move to the bedroom door to hear the sounds of her moaning with pleasure it sounds like she is getting oral, but I don’...t really know, then all of a sudden I hear a valiant groan, it sounds like they have started fucking?! I listen for a few more minutes before my cock is pumping so hard I can’t take it anymore and going in and see her on her back getting fucked really hard, she looks over and smiles then I move over and join in by putting my cock in her mouth.My. Then the lights dimmed and my memory ended.I listened since it was about my only useful sense, and the house I was in sounded empty, hollow somehow. I struggled to my feet after series of painful falls and hopped from wall to wall trying to measure my prison. Then I spent some time and sacrificed some skin trying to rub the blindfold from my eyes. When I got one eye free, I could see that was indeed in a dirt-floored, stone-walled cellar with an outside entrance and a single, high, barred but. Not only I am handsome but also I am good in studies and always scored good marks in Maths. That’s why she didn’t say anything or maybe she likes me watching her assets. One day, after the class I went to her and asked some doubt. She told me to come to her cabin during the lunchtime. I went to her cabin during the lunch time.She smiled at me and asked what my problem is. I was sitting next to her very close. I could see her waist line and part of one boob as the pallu slipped a bit. She. “I hope he’s wearing his necklace,” Arielle thought to herself. She was crazy about Bo, often spending hours fantasizing about his incredible ass and his deep, penetrating hazel eyes. She laughed to herself. “This is one ride he’s never going to forget!”It wasn’t too long before Bo pulled the car into Arielle’s driveway. Sparkling in the sunshine, it really was gorgeous – everything Bo had worked and hoped for. Arielle bounded out to greet him with a tray of Cîroc Amaretto. “What are these.