She released the picture frame and pulled out her fingers, using her hands to squeeze her tits as hard as possible. I looked at picture frame now soa...ed in her juices; the photo was one of me that I swear she had taken only two days ago. It turned me on that she was using a photo of me to jack off, but my thoughts of that were soon broken as she started grunting like an animal still pinching her tits. She was still squirting although the speed at which it came out flying at first was less. ...Oh no i peed on you!" she said "and my bed.." how are we going to tell this to mom? well the result was very different. different indeed.. we heard mom come down stairs and i quickly put underwear on an she put her pantys on. she opened the door and said "whats going on? Kaitlin what are you doing here?" "Dylan peed the bed and again and i was going to help him. we didn't want to wake you" said Kaitlin quickly. she still was short breathed and red faced. Very red faced. but luckily the. Paid for everything with gold dust. That young feller said he'd been shot in the head, right through his hat and that all that was left was bones. I think I might know who done it, but he's long gone and Lord knows where he might be."Bennet took the information on the supposed victim, and the man who the sheriff suspected of the murder. He'd wire it to Topeka one of these days, though he didn't expect anybody to get too excited about it. He shook the man's hand again and they both said they. Society can demand some weird charades.Again, Mr. Johnston shook his head. "No, Billy. I'm Gina."Blinking in surprise, I answered with the only possible answer to such aridiculous claim, a half-laughed, "Uhm ... what?" Of course, you don't believe me," my boss remarked with a smirk beforeholding up the bag in his hand. "That's what the contents of this bagare for, though."The fact that the man hadn't just immediately admitted to it all being ajoke had my brow furrowing suspiciously as I.