After closing up the cellar, I stood and looked at the mountain of crates we had unloaded. Louise and Janice wondered at the sheer number of boxes. �...�What’s in all of them?’ Janice asked. ‘A whole television studio. Cameras, recorders, monitors, cables, and lots of other goodies.’ I answered. ‘You mean like movie cameras?’ Louise asked. ‘Yes, only you record onto tape instead of film. Dad must have spent a fortune on all this stuff. It’s going to take a lifetime to unpack it all and set it up.’. I felt such intense lust for that man at that moment. A dangerous line was crossed the previous day and evening. Another line was about to become history as well.With determination in my movement, I knelt down in front of him. I reached out and took his cock in my hand just as I had the previous night. I wanted that cock. I want it every way I could take it.For the briefest moment, I waited to see if he was going to stop me, and try to bring us both back to our senses. When he didn't, I stroked. She kept moaning for all the time I was sucking and drinking her pussy juice mmm aaah oooh ssss aaaah.I then came out and said “Its your turn now.” She asked me “What should I do?” I took her hands, placed it on my hard and stiff penis and said “suck it babe” She hesitated a bit but then asked me to stand on the bed and by sitting on her knees she brought the outer penis skin down as the inner flesh came out she slowly licked and rolled her lips around it. She then speeded up by putting my. "Do it now. Fuck this bitch" I demanded. At that he pushed her legs apart and thrust his cock deep inside. She squealed and shouted no once more but that did not stop him starting to fuck her. At first she was trying to resist but she was helpless to do anything. Then suddenly she remembered the secret word. But the sensations she was feeling were now too powerful. She no longer wanted to stop. Instead she wanted to take control. "Is that the best you can do you bastard. Fuck me harder" she.