It had been a little more than four months since his last visit. That was the time Ann got used like his personal fuck toy. That was also the time she...and I had made our first, hidden camera video. Ann and I had totally set him up that time. I pretended to be called back to my business for an emergency that would take hours to fix, and then Ann stood with him, as they both watched me drive away. Ann had insisted I call her as I was leaving work, to see if she needed me to pick anything up on my. "Danny." the voice again."Danny, wake up darling, come back to me, please Danny, don't leave me like this."If I could just open my eyes, I could put a name to the voice, it sounded nice, nice and soft and gentle, I wanted to meet the owner of that voice."Danny you bastard, if you die, I'll--, I'll bloody well kill you."The wetness dripped onto my face, Christ I was thirsty! If only someone would turn the bloody lights on, I could ask them for a drink of water.They must have heard me, but it. I walked to my dresser and closet but stopped and looked at my body in the mirror. Every boy I had ever been with said I had a great body. As I looked in the mirror it became clear to me that my body was close to perfect. My breasts could have been sculpted by Rodin. My 36B tits were the perfect size for my body and so perky and cute. Someone had once told me, even though they never saw them sans clothes, as being rose tipped. To me each of my nipples was like pink rose buds ready to bloom. " And how long has it been since you've got your pussy eaten?" Too much longer." I realized that this was a familiar game of questions from Carla's c***dhood, now given a totally new and adult slant. "You want to help Mommy with that, honey?" I sure do, Mom. Move over."I moved, and Carla flopped down beside me bonelessly. She gave me a long, deep kiss, her wonderful tongue wrestling eagerly with mine. Carla was obviously more needy than she was letting on. She caressed my tits with enthusiasm,.