”They did but as they were going, someone stuck a stick under her skirt again and raised it, this time in the back. They could see Kristen’ transp...rent red panties.There was a high pitched laugh and someone sang out: “I see London, I see France, I can see your underpants.”She stopped in the garage. Someone hit the button and the door came down. Someone else unlocked the side garage door. She was alone in the garage with them.Kristen was getting warm; she knew it was from the treatment rather. I have to get back to the church or my husband will think I am doing something sordid. If he knew what you did to me, it would make him very angry only he would take it out on me and not on you."With the satisfied housewife departed, Brett finished off what was left in the bottle of whiskey and sank into a deep sleep dreaming about the rancher's daughter bent over a hitching rail with a line of gunmen waiting their turn. That girl had a personality that made him suspect she would be entirely. ”In my ear was the same male voice as Google Maps used saying, “Completely 3D printed, invisible electronics and optics. Charges by sunlight, EMF, or shield, Bluetooth processing offload, contains 64 GB RAM. Automatically downloads all available relevant details for ten mile surrounding area, not just satellite or static maps. Verbally controlled brainwave interface, enable with code: Pink Banana Dog Sled. Disable with Blue Beer Flavored Tennis Ball. Try it now.”What the fuck? Whatever he is. I was embarrassed, but I was also very aroused too. I couldn’t believe I just came in front of Judy. I squeezed my cock as I remembered her standing there staring at me as I shot out stream after stream of cum in front of her.I couldn’t believe it as my cock flexed again and started to get harder in my hand as I relived the moment.I turned my chair towards my desk and grabbed the kleenex I laid out earlier and cleaned off my cock. I grabbed another one and cleaned my chin and hand. I realized.