It was unbelievable how much her orgasm affected his. But now, he was all bound with a stiff dick that Judy wasn't fucking, and he wasn't rubbing. All...the while she could be teasing him by gently touching and massaging the flesh he so wanted to touch, her own flesh, with a sensual touch that would drive his passion. She would move her hands from her breasts down her belly to that little mound delta that seemed to so consume his interest. He could watch her but couldn't touch. She knew how. "Not me..." I mumbled, trying to make herunderstand that I had not fired the weapon. I suspected as my mindcleared that someone had died from the use of my gun that night. Mysuspicions were soon confirmed."But it is your gun! This 'W.C.' on the grip - that's you," she spat,not fully understanding my answer. "You done killed my Elmore." Elmore? Who was Elmore. "No..." I managed weakly. She snorted. "No, eh? Your friend, he say you don't like my brotherElmore 'cause he liked to make love to men.". "Well, J.J...would you like to go on a date with me?" He smiled. "Sure, what the hell." I muttered.Soon, we had engaged in conversation and he talked about how his sister Rachel died of lung cancer. "She was the best." He murmured. Dusk fell and the park was now closed. "Shall I walk you home?" He asked."Sure,"Jason held my hand and we talked some more. My house was now in full view, and he was surprised. "This is a wonderful house! I wish I had a house this nice. My mother's job isn't paying. .right up my alley. I had a fun idea so I headed back home. I flew inside, found the kinkiest cd video that I could and cranked it up. I killed 3 more beers while I hunted for parts of my ensemble. I slid on fishnet hose and tore a hole in the right spot. I paused to get my cocktail chubb ed up a bit. Then a small black skirt, her smallest bra, and and a sheer 2 button top...then I stopped...I can't just walk out in this stuff. I wore baggy pj pants and a baggy shirt to hide it all. Put the wig.