" Molly squealed happily and proceeded to strut around the campsite as Jared finished making dinner. His big hard cock twitched and strained in hi... shorts and he barely made it through dinner as the sun went down. It got dark quickly and it was soon time for bed. They climbed into the tent and into their sleeping bags. Molly stripped her shorts off and lay in her sleeping bag in her tanktop and panties. "Thank you for making me feel so sexy today daddy...no one's ever been so nice to me. When one pireg is shot, There's that alternate twat, But the ausgefuckt male merely grunts."Do you do that every night?" Asked the tiny voice from the darkness.I froze! My heart felt as if it would fail in surprise and my cock immediately started to deflate within my enclosed fist.Then I felt, and heard, movement upon the air mattress that we shared, as I pictured my mother turning toward me. Was she seriously waiting for an answer? What possibly could I say? I had thought her asleep, I had. I imagine that?s much more, isn't it?"Mr. Taylor likes and trusts you quite a bit, John, because I see that your point of contact is his wife. You meet her at a clandestine location, she takes whatever it is you've pilfered, and gives you a nice wad of cash. of course, these five photos I have in my possession suggest she's been giving you much more, hasn't she? She's certainly kinky and seems to like it when you're aggressive with her."It sure would be unfortunate if Mr. Taylor, who's. I understand. But first, I have to know if I can trust you." Oh, right. That's why I'm here to begin with. "But before you answer my questions, I need you to do something," Cara explains. "What is it?" Stacy asks, guardedly. "Well, in order to ensure you're telling the truth, I'll need you under a little, duress." Duress? What the fuck is she talking about? Cara pulls a small, black case from her purse. She removes her hand from between Stacy's legs and opens the case. From within it, Stacy.