I moved my legs until I was kneeling astride him. I looked him in the eyes. 'No coming until I say.' He moaned again and closed his eyes. For someone ...having such a good time he was doing a lot of moaning.I started to move my hips, building a rhythm. Ryan answered with a determined pelvic upthrust, and soon we were moving in unison, his bonds forcing him to concentrate on the single part of his body that he could move. I was close, so close.I stopped, put my hands on his chest. I had to catch my. There were three rooms across the hall, and one was a living room, one was a dining room, and the third had a locked door. This time, the lock was more sophisticated than that first locked door, so Marlene attacked it with an expert's eye. She had little trouble opening the door to an office.There was the usual desk and chair in the room as one would expect, but there were no filing cabinets, etc. We searched the desk and found nothing of interest. Okay, it was now time to look in the. He said he has been a member of the bathhouse for about three years, and he usually gets there about once a week, to do exactly what he had just done, and that is to fuck the hell out of some guy's ass. Said he likes to fuck really hard, and so he uses the guys for that, since he has to be nice and gentle at home with the little wifey. He told me that she knows he comes in there and fucks the guys since she also knows he likes to get really rough when he fucks, and she can't take it. So for him. But be careful!”“Awe thanks Pete!” Stacey smiled a delicious smile through her pink painted lips and her green eyes sparkled in the sunlight.It had been 3 weeks since the event in the bedroom when I had put a drunken Stacey to bed and I still couldn’t get the image of her lying practically naked out of my mind. I still had her panties that had been filled with my cum as I wanked into them and had hidden them in my garden shed. And more appropriately, in my garden shed I had set up a viewing.