I had to masturbate. I told Larry I’d have to go to the bathroom.We had three bathrooms – one in my bedroom, one in mom’s, and then a common one...near my room. As I passed my room, I could hear some noise coming from inside. I wondered what it was. It was just a faint noise. I pressed my ear against the door.The noise was low moans coming from inside. I couldn’t believe it. Was she watching porn? Or was it her? I had to check. I was that horny. But also, I was afraid that someone might come this. Several people in civilian clothes, as well as fire and police uniforms, hustled about at various tasks. Asking one of them where the sheriff was earned him a quick glance, and a finger pointed down the hall that led to the cells in back.Junior's first look at Sheriff Pembrook shocked him. Finding out the man was still alive made him assume he was in good health. However, the man he found laying on the lower bunk in one of the cells looked like death warmed over. Pembrook had lost weight, and. I was playing a hunch. I hoped I was right. ‘Its the Carribean. The name of the island doesn’t matter. Our hut is just at the edge of the treeline along the beach. Several large palm trees are overhead, swaying slowly in the heated breezes coming from the calm, protected waters of the outlet. The sand is that bright white with the deep azure water lapping up. Our hut has all of the shuttered windows wide open, and the breeze makes the sheer fabric that drapes around the bed waft in the breeze.. Almost immediately a photo came through. She was bent over a chair, her panties at her ankles and her hand was pressing between her thighs, covering her nice pussy lips…"What do you say?" She asked. “I can see you are behaving like a bad girl…” I replied. “Oh, do not worry, I am coming back home in half an hour”.Already my cock was bulging through my pajamas. I lowered them to my ankles, and took a picture of my rock hard cock. I sent it straight to my naughty wife."That looks like you are.