"They said they were evacuating the buildings," Emily offered. "Maybe she's out of there." She would have been above the fire," JoAnne said, obviously... hoping against hope. "She'd have had to get down past it somehow." Once again she took Emily's cell phone and hit "redial," getting the same response as before.Emily took another look at the screen, and at the ashen-faced JoAnne, who she knew lived alone -- and she also knew JoAnne's close friend Hazel was out of town. Quickly she made up her. The pregnancy risk was a big thrill. I also got 4 people to join us at the destination. One by one 8 strangers and me and Jordan entered this building, opening the door Cathy went into a separate room. All the men dropped there trousers and began stroking there cocks. Cathy was only wearing crotch less shiny leggings. I was first, cock rock solid, I rammed my cock through the hole in the wall. It was confronted with this wet juicy mouth, the slippery tounge running from the bottom of my shaft. As I pulled off my briefs off and stepped out of them I head movement behind me and the bedroom door being locked. In my now naked, smooth, and still too boyish glory I turned to greet her fully expecting to see her sexy petite frame. Sheer terror mixed with horrible embarrassment shot through me! There sizing me up like livestock at an auction was the towering form of her FATHER! He was probably six foot four and even through his clothes I could tell he had a burly, masculine build. In a voice. In the gorean lifestyle it’s called nadu, where the slave lie’s face down with her hands in front of her and her butt in the air. i did as i was told. MASTER CHRIS then proceeded to get HIS rope then HE told me to raise my hands so HE can tie them in the spread eagle position, HE said to go into the spread eagle position so HE tie can my hands and feet to the truck bed. HE tied me in this way so every one out near the truck can see everything; my wet cunt was even wetter just at that thought of.