Her little fingers spread and she arched her back as I gathered speed, finger fucking her. Twenty seconds of this, her breathe fast and her groans get...ing longer and… My fingers were getting wet. Ooh… Look at this, youre getting wet for me! I whispered in her ear, still moving inside her, feeling her vaginal walls pressing my two fingers and I took them off, reaching her mouth, Here, suck them for me. She hesitantly opened her pretty mouth, her red and full lips shivering. I put my fingers in. She led him to a VIP booth where some girls were just picking up their drinks and leaving. Dante wasnt sure what she was up to, but he wasnt going to argue. Angel motioned for him to sit, and when he had situated himself in the booth, she sat next to him, crossing her legs over his lap. He seem surprised, but he did not object. Instead, he simply placed one hand on her legs, and looked about the room. Angel watched him quietly for a moment, before looking out into the crowed to see what he was. I bought two wigs that day. Some body paint. Some weird sunglasses – a man's pair and a woman's. A wide brimmed hat. A beard. Fake moustaches. More than enough stuff to disguise two nude bike riders. To disguise a mother and her son.It was just after eleven at night when I finally got home. I'd been in my room for only about five minutes before mom appeared in my doorway. She found me sitting at my desk facing my computer. All I had on were a pair of boxer shorts. I'd been waiting for her. I'd. After puttering around a while, he found what may have been amatching description and entry."Look, I can't give you a precise price quote now, but if you leave themirror behind, I'll have Mr. Sales, the owner, take a look, then he cangive you a call, alright?"The old man grimaced, but nodded, and gave Andy his name, telephonenumber, and address. After the old geezer left, Andy looked long andhard at the mirror and noted that it needed to be cleaned a great dealbefore a clear reflection could be.