Megan smiled and stuck her perfect ass up in the air. He took hold of her hips and slammed his whole cock into her. Thrusting as hard as he could, h...is balls slapping against her ass, he reached around and started to rub her clit.“Oooooohhhhhhhhhh my God! That feels incredible! Harder!” was all Megan could say. After a few minutes she stopped him.“What’s wrong,” asked Nick. “Didn’t you like it?”“Hell yeah I did! I just wanted to surprise you with something. Now lay on your back,” Megan. It's just if they only looked at the playroom last summer out of curiosity and found it a little too much, I don't want to overwhelm them. But I think you're right. I'll bet they're heading downstairs right now."Tom was exactly right. As soon as the car was out of sight, Dan and Lisa headed towards the basement dungeon. "We can clean up the dishes when we come up for lunch," Lisa said. "I've wanted back in there since last August." You and me both, Wench," Dan said. "I can hardly wait to get. ‘Bill, I hate to admit it, but eventually those stories started to make me doubt you. They never let it rest. At least once or twice a month, I’d have someone asking me about you. They would dissect your behavior, questioning every time you were late or had to go out of town.’ Anne gave a bitter grin. ‘I can see now that those stories fed every insecurity that I had about Heather. It didn’t happen right away, but I finally started to listen to the theories, and to think that there might be some. .. have a telephone number where I could reach her?... I'm a... friend."There was a silence on the other end. I figured the woman at BirdSports was thinking to herself, "Yeah, I'll bet you're a friend." I'm sorry, sir, I'm not authorized to give out that information." Well, of course you're not," I agreed. "But, listen: Would it be too much trouble for you to contact her, for me? Ask her for a callback, on my number?" I can try," she said. "I can call her -- once -- and if she answers, I'll.