||LEVEL 2, CLEANING||"That's just great," I muttered to myself. I sat on the toilet and did my business. It flushed automatically.When I opened the sh...ower door, I stopped short. There was no water nozzle, no faucet or hot and cold controls.Instead, there was a rack.That's the only possible description. It was a big open square, like a huge picture frame sticking straight out from the wall. At the top were wrist cuffs. At the bottom were little shelves with ankle cuffs where I was supposed to. Reflecting back on that protest, I don’t know if anything was accomplished. My friends and I retreated to the local pub. It had been a long day, especially walking from mid-town Manhattan to City Hall. We found a table and enjoyed a few beers, talking about the day, talking about what else we can do to end this silly war sooner. The two beers had its normal effect on me. I needed to pee. The bathrooms were in the back of the bar and to get to them, you had to walk through some swivel doors. I. His hard on had not gone down at all and was pushing against the cheeks of his mum’s bottom. Hallie knew every thought she was having was wrong on all levels but enjoyed the fact that she was making her son so horny. “Would it be more comfortable if you put that between my cheeks? But you cannot do any more than that” she asked. How could Will refuse that and placed his cock between her arse cheeks. He was only there a few minutes when his mother started pushing back onto him. He slowly pushed. He pushed his left thumb into her asshole, moved out and in, and tried to stretch her back entrance and prepare for his cock. After a short time, he punched his cock into my wife's asshole with his right hand. Only slowly, centimeter by centimeter, until his cock disappeared to the stop in my wife's ass. Hans-Gerd now seized her maul otze, while Xavier and Franz jerked off their cocks and Joachim took a break. Andreas, Mathias and Hans-Gerd now fucked my wife in all the holes. Very rhythmic,.