I awoke strapped to a vertical table. My arms and legs and even my neck were all locked into place. I couldn't move a muscle.As my mind cleared I real...ized what was going on. I was kidnapped and taken to this place by men in black suits, obviously from Fictionmania. It became very apparent to me that they take their site very seriously. I didn't see any harm in not being of legal age, but it looks as if they did. A woman walked into the room I was in and looked me over. She grinned as she looked. I groan some mumbling profanity and turn the water off, toweling myself dry. “So much for that… maybe I will find a shower head on sale when I’m out shopping,” I think. The thought excites me and I grab my dirty clothes and head out of the bathroom. Downstairs, I down some coffee and leftover stuffing from dinner last night and look through the newspaper ads. I set aside three stores I know I want to hit, knowing I will probably be too wiped out to try to go to four. Victoria’s Secret, Bed Bath. "They went back at it as steam curled over the top of the shower curtain and water poured off their bodies. Peter pounded away at her pussy, ramming his cock in and out. He couldn't get over how different the sensation was from rubbing himself; Marcia's cunt fit like a second skin, tight but at the same time almost pillowy soft. Every once in awhile he pulled all the way out, just for the joy of slipping slowly back in again and feeling her lips slide around the head of his dick. His hands. Her body shook when she scrubbed the floor. Her nighty moved up and up with each scrub exposing her whole ass.Her ass and thighs jiggled. Her asshole and pussy were visible from behind because she arched her back and split her knees wide for cleaning the spot. I imagined myself and my sexy mom in a doggy position. My dick was getting hard for another round of ejaculation.Mom: What are you waiting for? Come here and help me, my boy!I was woken from my fantasy and knelt on the floor facing her. I.