The soap lather stroked my already rigid cock. While cleansing myself I thought deep of the never-ending oral sex foreplay we’d perform over and ove...r on one another. A dream I would turn into a reality in mere minutes from now as I would rip off those sheets and look down upon her smiling face. I cleaned my cock and left the shower. A quick towel drying and I put on the boxer shorts another gift she had given me. Though at first I would jump out of the shower naked, in time we began to savior. In front of the door were two dogs - large, dark, monsters each with a drooling mouth and eyes of pure evil red. Slowly and with menace the beasts advanced on Lara, carefully getting ready for a pounce...Budda-Budda-Budda!Dog plus M-16 equals dead dog.'Oh c'mon!' thought Lara with a hint of irritation, 'make it a challenge!'Lara reached for the handle of the final door. Movement off to her left caught her eye.It was one of the dogs, whining in its death throes.'Poor pooch!' thought Lara idly. "On my back?" Yes."Laura had a brass framed bed. Starting at the bottom, she tied one of Karen's ankles to one corner of the foot frame, and the other ankle to the other corner, spreading Karen's legs wide apart. Karen's cunt was already puckered and pink and shiny in the dense black curls of her pubic hair. Laura, who had spent the whole night sucking and licking it, was mesmerized by the wet, inflamed cleft, her body tensing with desire as she gazed at it.She drew the long end of the rope up. "You own this house," she commented, placing papers next to the cash. Reaching in, she withdrew two passports and inspected them. "You're Canadian," she observed. "No, wait. You're Swiss and your name is John Blacksmith," she said, offering me both passports.Why would I need different passports? Never mind. "Bianca, do you remember seeing a door upstairs that might lead to the tower?" No." Excitement emerged on her face. "Maybe you have a secret room! We should find it!" Jumping up, she headed.