Twice, Danny asked Rosalind to go out with him to a restaurant, and both times Mrs. Crawler countered with a dinner invitation of her own. It was a li...tle frustrating. Still, Danny enjoyed being with Rosalind and he kept seeing her all during their stay.After five weeks, it was time to drive back to Philadelphia. Danny and Rosalind said good bye to each other, both a little frustrated over the limitations they had faced. They promised to write to each other and Rosalind cried a little when she. His finger slid under my panties and forcefully in to my asshole in one violent move and i have never felt so much painful pleasure in my life as his finger pushed right up against my prostate at the same time he was grabbing at my boobs through my bra. I simply let go at that moment and my cock squirt forcefully in my panties a little jet of precum. I literally grabbed his erect penis for support so I didn't fall over with pleasure. He picked me up with his finger still pushing in my ass. “Pictures sent and thank you for allowing me relief. What do you think?” Ten minutes later the computer beeped again and I was treated to another picture of her, this time with the skirt on, but her fingers deep in her rose again. “Love that it covers you so well. Not just your cum, but the panties also.” There’s the beep again. Here we go. “Put on a pair of sweats and a jacket and get over here.” Clothing on and out the door I went. I drove even though it was starting to warm up because sweat. Which we had done, on more than one occasion. I think she took it as a sign of us being responsible.I woke up around five in the morning. My mouth was so dry, it hurt. I staggered to the kitchen to get a glass of water. As I was standing there in front of the sink, gulping it down. I heard some one walk up behind me, I thought it was Jimmy, so I just turned around.It was Mrs. T standing there. Wearing only that skimpy light blue robe, and red fluffy slippers. She eyed me up and down, then gave.