Maybe she had changed her mind. Better yet maybe she was playing a game of some type. He loved games. He would force her to have some fun with him. Th...t was the kind of game he wanted to play with Barbara right now. Oh, he might take a couple of candid photos of the two of them. Then maybe her goodie-two shoe mother might do more than talk with him again. This game might be a lot of fun.Barbara had talked with Willy. He had told her of the note and what it might mean. That she wasn't thrilled. As her long, lean frame relaxed she glanced down, catching my half-open eyes. Sorry. I tried not to wake you, she spoke in evoc, avoiding any disturbance to our children, who continued to sleep on their own blankets a few meters away.It’s okay. Still a little tired. You?Turning towards the facto that had stood guard over us, Zuri picked up a belt from one of its outstretched arms and buckled it around her waist before sliding the haft of a titanium rock hammer into one of it’s many open. The office was now empty and very quite until I heard faint moaning coming from ms dianis computer as the nosey teen I was I decided to go see what she was up to as I approached her desk she clicked her mouse pad about a hundred times then quickly shut off the monitor... With an idea in my mind I asked " what are you watching" "oh nothing" she responded I then begin to bug her until she finally blurted out " okay dude" I smirked. " dont act like you don't watch It" she said I kept silent and. Guessing by the prodigious amount of cum that was dripping down my thighs I'm quite certain that some of them were male reproductive genitalia.By the time I was flung across the fresh vegetable display, my outfit was reduced to scraps and remnants, my make up was an absolute disgrace, my hair had long given up any sense of styling, my mind had long since fled to a sunlight upland of near-constant orgasmic pleasure, and my body was more like a stringless marionette than human flesh and blood..