She bit on the ball gag, remembering the spirit that lived inside it. And then it struck her. She knew what the missing ingredient must be. She shifte... her position until the base of the cock was rubbing up against the outside of her pussy, and most importantly, her clit. So. Very. Close.And then she let go, let go of all her worries, let go of all her fears. The only thing remaining was a pure and pulsing orgasm. She issued a command to the icy spirit of the sex toy one more time, her pleasure. She was already the target of several bleeding-heart types who wanted her found and stopped before she could kill every one of the crooks in town. Nemesis could not help laughing at their concern for these poor thugs and that the victims were never given a sympathetic thought. Her only conclusion was that some people had very screwed up priorities. Nevertheless, she did have to dodge the cops, even though most of them were in sympathy with what she was doing.Nemesis had a short dry spell when. With my short height,big butt, and delicate facial features, I more closely matched theother Beasley women than men. I only lacked the large bust to be aperfect fit and now I had that, at least in outward appearance. AuntFran broke in at that point, and had all the girls get together withour dolls for a couple of photos. I couldn't help but think I was goingto be forever lumped in with my female relatives as a "Beasley girl".Aunt Alice had gone to the closet to get some aprons and began to. " I smile a naughty little grin and swing my leg over the front of him so I am facing him. He grabs the back of my hair, forcibly but not painfully and tilts my head so he can plant a long, hard, deep kiss on my mouth. A moan escapes the most inner part of me in pleasure. We begin to kiss passionately and his hand is firmly in my hair, guiding my head to where he sees fit. His other hand begins to rub my pleasure spot and mine returns the favor. We engage in the heaviest of petting when we hear.