However, she was now holding her cell phone and began taking pictures. All told, she took about 10 to 12 pictures.“Sorry, I had to take pictures of ...y fantastic handiwork. This is just in case I start bragging to my girlfriends at work on how I dominate you. They love to see these types of pictures, as you well know.”Yes I do know. She’s done it before, and I’m always humiliated the next time I see her friends. They point at me and then laugh. They really get a kick out of it. I try not to turn. We both agreed that we felt like we were in the presence of something strange and powerful."Dan said, "So we checked at the cemetery office, got all the information on them we could, and started our research. We were fascinated, but like you, looking for the missing piece. Not knowing where else to turn, we visited a fortune teller. Actually.....several. Most of them we could quickly dismiss as phonies. But finally, we found Madame LeSur."As soon as we walked in, before we could speak, she. Bridget’s constraint at us seeing her video was gone as she began fingering herself again. Already wet from masturbating before, she easily fit two fingers into her tight pussy. So did Elizabeth, as she too began masturbating a second time. I was hard as a rock, both from the video and the action on the couch. I reached out and put one hand on Elizabeth’s tits and the other on Bridget’s. I firmly rubbed and squeezed their breasts and very gently tweaked their nipples. That seemed like all it. I was twisted over on my side. my Levi's and drawers around my ankles, hammering away at her for all I was worth. I pulled my dick out at the last possible second, letting my load go into the handkerchief I'd had in my hand for just such a purpose. After we got ourselves dressed up again and calmed down, Ginny and I did some kissing and cuddling."That was nice of your brother to be so thoughtful. I know he must have been disappointed about Stacy." Don's okay. I don't think he was counting on.