The walls were solid concrete, as was the floor. Only a small hatch. Built into one of the walls, that her food would be delivered through, showed an...y relief in the solid grey concrete.She had no idea how long she had been in the room. It could have been hours, or days. She had tried screaming for release, but her words had simply echoed off the walls back at her. No-one seemed to be listening to her.The only sound she could hear, was her own breathing. The walls were so dense, nothing seemed. Such a shame because Wanda’s a nice gal, great company, and she’s got a cute face and the big booty from hell. I’m also going to miss my good friend Andy. He’s a tall, good-looking Haitian-American stud who attends Boston University. Like me, he’s a bisexual guy. I’m out to some family members ( my mother, sister and cousins) and some friends. I haven’t told my father or my uncles about my bisexuality. Eventually I’m going to tell them. However, right now I don’t need the hassle. Still, I’d. And get what I REALLY want!” She added with a very mischievious smile, "and I want THIS... with or with YOU!"With those words, Carol turned to her side as my wife leaned down and the two of them opened their mouths and embraced in the most passionate kiss that I have ever witnessed. I didn’t know what to say or do, but since I was tied to the bed, there wasn’t much that I COULD do…. They eventually broke the kiss and Carol turned to face me, leaning down and kissed me again, using those huge,. Lyn reached out, and gave my hard cock a squeeze within its silky confines, while biting seductively on her lower lip. I watched my mother snake her hand between her thighs, causing her eyes to close momentarily in sexual enjoyment.Soon Lyn's breathing became ragged and wanting. She stared at me as I pulled my cock from the white knickers I was wearing, only to wrap Lyn's sticky, wet knickers around the hard shaft with one hand, and I held mum's knickers to my face with the other. The term.