Carol had gotten a call from the manager there. Someone had told him that Marty was still living in the area and he was hoping to meet up with the yo...ung ladies he'd met about 20 years ago."Rose, I wonder what he looks like after all these years? He must be 50 or so by now. You think he can still handle the two of us?" Oh Carol, he probably just wants to see what we look like. Who knows if he can still get it up." Mom! Aunt Carol, are you two really meeting the guy you had a threesome. Sam: You like that little clear bud of liquid that you squeeze out when you stroke me? Susan: Oh yes I do! And sometimes when you are ready to cum you have a lot of it. I know by your taste that you are close. Sam: Now it’s my turn to tell you to stop it. If I get any harder I’ll have to move under the table so that no one can see. Susan: I’d like to watch you jerk off from over here. And then when you were ready to finish I’d crawl over to you and make you cum in my mouth. Sam: You do like to. A part of metells me to fight while the other part of me is getting excited over thedomination. I am thinking to myself, maybe I have a chance to run.The shower area had a long silver showerhead come out of a grey granitewall. The drain was in the middle of the grey cobblestone floor. Therewas a set of manacles hanging from the ceiling in the middle of the room.The glass walls surround the area is clear as a lake on a summer day.The Leather guards forced me to kneel in the middle of the shower. I walked away from the patio area a little so as not to offend others with my exhaust when I noticed a faint light coming through a window of an adjacent apartment. Now I'm not a peeping tom or anything normally, but my first glance that way made me want a closer look.Feeling a little guilty, and looking around to make sure no one was paying attention, I tried to casually drift closer. Shit, my eyes weren't deceiving me. I drifted even closer now, a hasty, guilty glance over my shoulder.