The men I was fucking enjoyed that and told him to keep it up he liked the way my body reacted to that, he said.My nipples continued to be tortured by...the guy behind me as I rode the guy below me. Both were making me fuck and yell out like wild women. After what seemed like an eternity at fucking this guy I felt my pussy being filled with cum, with his needs completed he pushed me off him to the floor. Hands lifted me off the floor and I was told to stand up. The whore and the men left, Todd. He shot himself in the foot, the knee and the groin. The next thing you know ... his gun and trigger finger are across the kitchen and my fingerprints are nowhere on the Smith M10.Years later, Bart would say, "I didn't do it. Nobody saw me do it ... you can't prove a thing." It seemed like it fit here.I said, "Chief ... I demand you call an ambulance for my Grannie ... that's going to bruise." I pointed at her breast ... which is now out because Brownshoe didn't let go right away when he tried. ' These were Masters words as he walked out the front door.I stood in the shower and allowed the water to cascade over my hairlessbody enjoying the feeling of rubbing myself and feeling dejected that I wasunable to rub my cock and balls through the chastity device.I picked up the perfumed shower gel left for me by Master and proceeded towash my hair. The soap was getting in my eyes and I closed them to lessenthe discomfort.The shower was turned away from my body by somebody and I was turned. And a long, warm one too." She declared."Okay, sure." He said.They put their gear on the nearby picnic table. He took her into his arms and held her close. Her body again fit into his. Her natural perfume filled his nostrils. He found himself becoming aware that all her clothing but her bathrobe was in a bundle on the table. So was his.After a long while she said, "I want to sit on your lap and be cuddled." So he released her, sat and took her onto his lap.He grew very aware that she was no.