Please come inside. I think we need to have a talk." I had the same, uneasy "Oh crap! Now, what?" feeling that I used to have when summoned to the principal's office as a kid. Sheila turned on her heels, walked inside, and the rest of us followed into the cabin's great room. If the cabin appeared big from the outside, standing in the middle of the cathedral hall, the misty room seemed to go on tits forever. A massive freestanding stone fireplace dominated the central space with a blazing fire radiating heat and light in all directions. The distant ceiling towering over the open space was almost lost in the shadows and teen smoky haze of the great room. Rustic rough wooden balconies ringed the wall on four sides at the second story level. Thousands of LED icicle lights hung from the unpainted railings and stairways. A soft, comforting glow bathed the room in the soothing warm colors of an autumn sunset. Sheila directed us to follow her to her office upstairs. She stood about five feet six and was a good looking professional woman about my age. She wore no makeup. She needed none. Streaks of red highlighted her short cropped brunette hair, and she appeared to be in excellent physical condition. Her skin had the bronze tan of someone who was no stranger to hard outdoor work. Her face was more handsome than beautiful. small She was wearing faded work jeans and a low-cut wool sweater, which allowed an excellent view of well-tanned, medium-sized shaved breasts and ample cleavage. Sheila's office featured a giant oak desk and a stone fireplace. A picture window filled one wall with a breathtaking view of the frosted mountains painted silver in the light of an almost full moon. A floor-to-ceiling bookcase crammed with books covered the opposite wall. There were several oriental rugs scattered about on the wood floor. "Make yourselves comfortable, I'll be right back." Sheila made a quick exit through a side door. Her abrupt departure startled me. Something was brewing. Darlene and I took a seat on a small loveseat in front of a coffee table and exchanged worried glances while we waited. I leaned close and whispered, "What the hell is going on? This ain't the warm and fuzzy welcome we expected." "I know. I don't understand. I told Sheila's assistant that you were coming with me, and she said, 'Great, the more, the merrier.'" We could hear the muffled voices but not the words of two women engaged in a heated discussion in the next room. The conversation ended abruptly, and a moment later, Sheila entered the asian office with another woman in tow. "Your presence here presents us with something of a problem, Mr. Richards. My blouse ripped open. I trembled as the fingers in my pussy thrust in and out of me faster. Her legs were caressing the backs of my thighs small as we fed each other, bullshitting about all kinds of things. Her hand wraps around my cock as she responds, “Yes Sir.” My hand slips under her hips so my fingers tits are spreading her pussy lips, letting a finger slip inside her. "YOU'RE NOT SO TOUGH!!" cried Linsey, stepping up her boob slamming action. She gave me a soft kiss and laid her head on my chest and was soon fast asleep. Oh...wow, uh, Oh my God…’ Isabelle’s touch sent electric pleasure coursing through her blood, and her panties grew wet with moisture. It seemed only fair for a captive to try to escape. I shouldn’t teen have... As the elevator reached the 8th floor, Officer Brown offered a small piece of advice, “Be straight with them. shaved As he was leaving he saw asian the DVDs and was curious, so he just picked them up and took them. "No daddy?" "COME ON PUNKS, HURT ME!" she cried out.