. ... and stopped dead in his tracks."Where do you think you're going, mister?" Marcy Driscol stood in the doorway, blocking his path to the Mercedes....In the glow of the emergency lights, he could see the determined look on her face and the single barreled shotgun, which was aimed squarely at his chest."Hello, Marcy. So good of you to make it." Mitch reached for the holstered 1911."Don't even think about it," she warned."We both know that peashooter ain't loaded. But before you die." He paused.. “You’ve got to keep it in far enough for it to work.” Pulling it out almost to the end I said, “This isn’t enough.” Pushing it back in I said, “This is good”. I repeated myself, “Not enough. Good. Not enough. Good”, a couple of times, slowly sliding the vibe in and out of her hot mouth. The sensations must have been driving her oral fixation crazy. “Alright now. Let’s get you into position for the rest of your examination.” I assisted her in scooting back on the bed, until she was leaning. What we needed were some creditable witnesses. I hoped that the cousin would be the first to come forward.Since I had Friday off, after my ride I worked on loading the plug and play cameras into the laptop computer. There proved to be a slight problem. I had to either be located physically within a hundred yards, or I had to have a repeater within a hundred yards. The repeater could be attached to the street light pole with zip ties at the base. I guessed that it wouldn’t be noticeable if it. Amy shook her head and whimpered again. She would not beg him again, she would not give him the pleasure of hearing her plead with him to stop. Jake could feel his cum on his fingertips. He rubbed her inner labia and felt her shudder again. His hand slipped lower, toward her asshole. His fingers were slick with his own cum. He continued to kiss her hard nipples, nibble on them and suck hard. The shaking was turning Jake on, he was feeling hotter and hotter. He began to moan onto her tits..