"This ain't getting us anywheres," he said.Our guys still didn't respond."... Shootin' up each other like this, it ain't no good," the stranger said."...o... Stop shooting," Ingmar said simply."We want to make a deal," the talkative one said. "We make a deal, and then we're out of here, and you can have this place." We already have this place," Ingmar told him."Sure you do, Pops... But with us outside, here, it ain't doin' you much good, having you a place, now is it?... Any time y'all come out. She was panting and gasping, her sweat being washed away by the water streaming down on her. Her knees got weak and as she added her middle finder to her index. Now she was biting her bottom lip and moaning much louder as she felt her orgasm getting closer. Her left hand went to her right breast and started to knead it slow and hard. She kept up her pace, slowing sometimes to prolong her pleasure. A few more minutes passed Tracy felt the familiar feeling signaling her orgasm. She cupped her. I didn’t have the heart to tell him that Ann knew nothing of our exchanges. However, he continued to bombard me with requests for more photos and also sent video footage of himself masturbating over Ann’s images on his computer. We regularly emailed each other describing what each of us wanted him to do to her, until eventually we arranged our sexual encounter described in “Greek Salad”. That changed everything for both Ann and I and I expect for Aunan also. So now, up to date. I had been. When she sawthe mess I'd made in my panties she immediately went into the bedroom closetand came back with a wide leather strap and had me remove my panties andclean myself."You know what this is for don't you?" she asked as she brandished the beltat me. All tenderness and compassion was gone from her face. "Get across myknees."Knowing what was about to happen but powerless to deny her I lay across herthighs as she sat on the bedroom chair."I've warned you before about doing that without my.