She could see they were heading onto the highway, he could be taking me anywhere she thought to herself as see looked on helplessly. "What's your name... I'm Pat." her voice quivered."John. And your name is whatever I call you, whore." "Okay John, whatever you want. Please tell me, where are we going?" she pleaded."You will find out when we get there. So stop asking or you'll feel the back of my hand. Okay?!" he proclaimed. A single tear fell from her eye, she quickly wiped it away as she looked. "Come closer to me, I want your pussy" I slid my left hand up her towel. My fingers caressed her pussy over her moist panties and so I asked her if she liked getting finger fucked as I moved the panty to one side and slipped 2 fingers into her wet pussy. Rubbing vigorously on her clit I forced another finger into her pussy allowing me to feel her hot juicy cunt swallowing my 3 fingers each time they plunged inside her. "Oh Craig, I like the way you finger fuck me, get aunty's pussy ready for. She lets me know that its been a long time with no bedroom action. I do not offer in fear of this on first meeting. She invites me for dinner the following night and I accept. She is working from boxes and ask I set up her bed for her. Spent the evening working on projects and setting up house. For a 19 year old teen this older women turns me on. She is mid 30's and looks like a model. She hands me a key, “would you keep this for me? I might lock my self out again”. I said sure, pocketed the. All I needed to do was flick the camera to the on/lock position and leave it running for an hour. My right eye started its little nervous twitch as I turned to go. Everything looked ready. At nine I closed the door and left.At a quarter to ten I slipped back into the bathroom and locked the door. The mirror was still steamed from Sweet Sister. I turned off the camera but left the towels the way they were. No sense disturbing things. I slipped my camera into a plastic bag we use to line the.