Once fully inside, Heather began to push it in and out of the young girl."Look me in the eyes as I fuck you, Evelyn. I want you to see who owns you no...!"Soon enough Evelyn started moaning. Heather suddenly stopped and said, "Open your mouth wide, slut!"She then spat in the young girl's mouth and said, "Swirl my spit in your mouth. I want you to taste it before you swallow it. Yes, just like that. You like my taste, don't you?" I...I do, Mistress..." replied the young blonde.Satisfied, Heather. This camera also has built-in night vision and ten-power optical zoom." I zoomed in on a driver several cars behind us and snapped a still photo of him with the software; the computer put the image up in a small window on the screen. It was as clear as if it had been taken inside the RV. "There are two other cameras identical to this one, one on each side that can also be activated at will. Whoever Carl is he was paranoid as hell to set this up like it is, but I can't fault him given my current. They did look just like their profile, one taller blond guy, one shorted brunette, both good looking guys and they were dressed up for their dinner. I didn’t even need to ask, they started stripping out of their going out clothes. While they did this I asked if they wanted a drink which they didn’t, and I went to my sex kit bag and grabbed some condoms and lube.By the time I returned from the bathroom, they had both stripped down to their speedos. Matching blue AussieBums.The blonde was sitting. Since nobody ever cared enough to asked her, it did not matter in the least that she held this steadfast and erroneous belief.Monsignor Flavin allowed her to continue receiving her visitors until her distorted belly made sexual congress very difficult for her partners, and she was reduced to offering oral or painfully distorted anal satisfaction only. Some visitors, such as her 'Papa', whom she had long ago realised was the Archbishop, no longer visited her at all.Then Monsignor Flavin called.