Maybe her recollections will add something to what you already remember. If we can get enough together for NYPD to believe that a crime happened, they...can investigate. They have..." I saw the response in her eyes and spoke faster to overcome it. "Listen, they have more resources and manpower than we could possibly get any other way. They could..."She was shaking her head. "They'll never believe it. You don't believe it, not really. Why should they?" You have a point," I admitted. I paused and. Hearing Master’s voice all day was so comforting I would feel myself floating away in the pleasure. When Master would come home from work He would take me off of the machine and help me wash up. Feeling his touch would make me so wet and want Master so much.After a few days on the machine I couldn’t tell you how many times in the day I would cum so hard for him. There were sometimes I think I would keep cumming even when the machine was at its rest time. During the weekends I got to be with. Closer up I could see that her very beautiful face was beginning to show hints of her age. She had a smooth, tanned complexion with a hint of wrinkles, a pretty, sculpted nose, beautiful, sparkly green eyes, and kissable lips. I could also enjoy the rest of her outfit which consisted of a conservative, but short, black skirt highlighted with flowers that matched those on her sweater and a pair of slides with plum coloured bows that matched her outfit beautifully. The heels were just the right. "OOooo!" The Boss nodded to his collegue."Quickly before she comes, hurry!"Stacey began to gasp and splutter as the Mask pushed the fat dildo against her ass. The thing was large, like a rubber corn on the cob; but much bigger. The ribbed sides and rounded tip were twisted against her abused ass. "Uh, oh, oh, oh.oooooohhhhhhh!" She flung her head back nails biting on the porcelain rim of the bath. She was taking it. "God it must be 3 inches wide how the fuck was it going... ugggggghhhhhhhhh!".