She gestured that I should get out the car and come to her. At first I didnt want to for obvious reasons but soon relented and, on my very high heels,...tottered towards her car. The street was reasonably busy with a few girls on the various street corners and a few punters driving by. When I got to her car she told me to go to the end of the street, stand on a corner while she drove around the block before picking me up. 'Do it for me like a good whore', she told me. Well, I'm sure you can. A couple minutes later we heard more footsteps on the stairs and separated just as Stephanie and Chris rounded the corner.“Ooooooh what were you guys doing?” Stephanie smirked.“Nothing, we were just fixing up the pallet,” I said, completely unbelievable.“Liars, you were down here kissing and stuff weren't you?” Chris asked grinning.“Ok we were kissing a little, is that a crime?” Rita joked.We all laughed at the irony of what she said as they came down and helped finish the pallet that we had. "OK, while I'm thinking, you masturbate. I don't want you to stop until I call you back, even if you cum twenty times. Got it?" Yes, Sarah," Betty replied with a relieved tone in her voice.After she hung up, she thought about what to have Betty do. Then it came to her in a brainstorm. She let Betty stew in her own juices, so to speak, for a few more minutes then she called back."Hello," Betty panted as she answered her phone."I've thought of what I want you to do," Sarah announced."What?" Betty. Tina lifted one and read the label."Wow!"Once again Tina peeked over her shoulder, and then she raised the bottom of her tank top to her neck and held it up with her chin pressed to her body. She draped the bra over her breasts. The gap between her tits and the bra was significant.While returning the bra to the drawer, something caught Tina's eye. A stack of photographs in the bottom right corner. Why would someone keep photographs in their underwear drawer? Fishing it out, Tina looked at the.