He was always told to keep his ass plugged with his finger till he reached the end of the yard and carry his toilet paper with him. I went to the kitc...en table and sat down so I could see out the yard and had Paul fix me a sandwich. In about 15 minutes, Grace flew into the living room and out the kitchen back door. Her finger was in her ass and the toilet paper was tied with a string to her tit. The soap bar had been inserted in her mouth. The sight of her running trying to while trying to keep. My fingertips brush against my silk folds. You force me to stroke myself gently, up and down, up and down like I smooth that super soft velvet cushion I bought a week ago. I just can’t keep my hands off it. No one can.I close my eyes and enjoy the waves. It’s like riding a lazy river in an amusement park or rolling down a hill, if that hill were covered with a crushed velvet carpet. I breathe out deeply with every stroke, moaning softly without breaking the silence. You curl my middle finger. We met a few years ago at a party at IIT. She and I went on a couple of dates but nothing developed between us.”“I think that’s all the questions we have. We got your phone number from Miss Carson. Someone may call you with more questions.”“That’s fine. I heard that she left a note.”“She did. It was addressed to her father.”I nodded. I knew I wasn’t going to get any more information from the police officers, but I was a bit concerned about what she might have written in the note. I didn’t think. "Carlos ... Are you okay?"The boy half opened his eyes. Rosa wasn't sure he saw her."Please ... Please..." he gasped.Rosa reached out and touched the tip of Carlos' painfully erect penis.Carlos let out a cry, more animal than human. He ejaculated a geyser of semen that sprayed Rosa from head to breasts.The new Shiny Lady wiped some cum off her cheek and tasted the musty saltiness. Her eyes glazed with lust.Though his raging erection hadn't subsided, Carlos had seemed to regain his senses..