She carefully got up, letting me tug the covers from underneath her and cover Chris and I to the waist. Where did dad go? Who cares, honey. Now give ...ommy that hard cock! I whispered, stroking him again. With the safety of the blanket, I began snuggling up to Chris, sitting on my side as I lightly kissed his neck. My right hand didnt have much room to maneuver, forcing me to use my left. Chris own left hand was on my ass now, massaging it outside my shorts before I moved it underneath. Youre. “Oh god, Emma . . . fuck . . . oh my god . . . that was . . . uuuuuuuuhhhhh.” Ben said trying to catch his breath and train of thought at the same time. “See what you are missing?” I said. I was being a little bitch and I knew it, but I needed to get off and he was not helping things. I reached my hand under my skirt, pulling my panties aside and rubbed my finger up and down my soaked slit, pushing one, then two fingers in to rub my g-spot. I didn’t want to, but I stopped before I could cum. I. As usual, the FBI started with the family. They started with Kimberly’s computer. It showed that she had a strong interest in interracial porn but all young teenage white girls these days did. But there was nothing that pointed the finger at anyone. Then they looked at her father’s computer. There they found pictures of underage girls fucking and sucking. They went at him hard since abuse by a male in the house is the main cause for teenage girl runaways. However, Kimberly’s father was in. “While I appreciate your enthusiasm and all your attention, I believe I’ll need a few days off” I said. “The coke bottle in my ass felt absolutely fantastic, but I will need some time to recover from the stretching.” I also want to be sore for the week-end ahead. Still giggling Bill said, "I figured as much and I was just trying to give you as much pleasure as possible. I never believed that it would go all the way in like that, maybe next time we’ll use one of the bigger bottles.” Standing.