"He interrupted impatiently "Wait a minute! What basis do you have for such a suggestion? Of course, I have a general idea as to what you're talking a...bout, but haven't explored the details of the technique. I believe that the analytic approach is the right way to go." Let me gather some references and get back to you tomorrow. I studied this approach in a fair amount of detail last year, and I'd like to try to convince you that it will work well."He grumbled and said "Well, OK - I'll listen to. Peyton nodded and pulled her hands from her mother’s so she could wipe at the silly tears that had formed in her eyes. She understood where her parents were coming from completely. She was twenty-five for Pete’s sake, an adult now. Hiding away at sleepy little Hamish wasn’t going to solve her problems or make them go away. It was time for her to head back. Peyton eyed her father reproachfully. ‘But what about Caleb?’ she whispered. ‘I can’t leave him here.’ Daniel and Lola exchanged telling. The curvaceous girl always seemed to be on the verge of panic when the fat man was around; that was, of course, hardly surprising.Aisha and Lila pushed one of the easy chairs into the dungeon area so Al-Mansour could remain comfortably seated while watching the events. In the center of the dungeon there sat a simple and ingenious device. It consisted of a wood backboard, rectangular at the top that tapered at the bottom that sat at a slant on the floor; it was held in place by a wide beam. Lila. I was dripping wet, covering him with cum and it was flowing as easily as water from a faucet. When all 4 of my visitors were fully erect, they circled around me. My ass was spread and I felt the painful pressure as one thrust deep into me. My open mouth was not left empty, no. Strong cock was thrust deep into my throat. On each side of me, my hands were stroking two others. The only thing I moved was my hands as I slowly, but firmly stroked two cocks. The other three men began to thrust into.