By this time it was dark outside, so I'd knew this had gone on for at least 3 hours. I got up, and Tyrone led me to the shower and turned the w...ater on. I got in, started washing up and no sooner I started washing up, Tyrone was in there with the soap rubbing on my breasts again. I can hear out in the living room that they were having sex with the girl and she was screaming loudly, but not a hurtful scream, but screams of pleasure. As I'm trying to wash up, Tyrone is still behind me. I liked how clean and new the place was (although it was much colder in there than my last visit), and I liked how it about a ten-fifteen-minute walk to my house too. But I will make one more visit here and decide whether it’s worth pursuing a hedonistic good time or not. Addicted to AMPs: Biboting Spa – Kelly (Jersey City)I had quite a few spots on my menu to visit tonight (December 6, 2019), but I wasn’t sure where I would end up. At the last minute I called this place to, as they say, give. Mistress Carol is in a lovely leather halter and skirt set and thigh boots. I love the perfume She is wearing and I inhale it in deeply, which She smiles at. A male slave serves O/our dinner, as W/we eat, chat and laugh and get to know each other. By the end of the dinner I have calmed down so much I feel like I’m at home. Mistress Carol says for U/us to go into the living room and watch a movie as O/our stomachs settle. Mistress Carol sits in Her chair and lisa and I are sitting at Her. ’ Gail rolled over, her shoulders began to shake, and Howard was pulling her into his arms. ‘Please, Sweetheart, don’t cry. God, it hurts me when you cry like that. I know it’s hard. I know you lost something … something you wanted. I can’t get that back for you, but I can take care of you if you’ll let me.’ Through her sobs and hiccups, Gail said, ‘It’s not … It isn’t about, not about the baby … I know Dad would … he would tell me to get an … I never had anyone … not anyone who ever … cared.