I was already panting again...I'd be moaning soon without the gag. Iknew what she wanted to hear, and I couldn't screw this up."H-Heather..." my voic... sounded far away, as if coming from someoneelse, "Heather, please..."She raised her eyebrows expectantly...silently waiting. She wasn'tgoing to help me with this."Heather, please don't stop...please." She stopped moving herhand...paused a beat then let go of me as she bent to pick up her purse."Oh God, Heather, please, wait." She shouldered. The fingers pinched harder, rolled the turgid flesh between them. She moaned at the same time parting her legs just a bit so that she could settle herself on the huge cock that seemed to be growing even larger. Then she tightened her thighs around it, sliding her butt hack against his rock hard belly.She felt her shaven triangle tickling from butt rested against the hard root of a penis (?), where it sprung solidly and clenched her thighs once again, holding onto support, she felt the lightest. ” Whatever strange force—and yes, I already believed something supernatural was at play—had infected my camera and posed me a question with such an obvious answer had wasted its time. Sure, I wanted change. Wanted it more than anything. That’s why I was going to force it; tonight, by my own hand.Then, would you like to change the lives of those you hold dear?I hadn’t expected another message.The faces of the two women I lived with—my aunt and my younger sister—surfaced momentarily from the. I could be wrong; Grace would say I'm wrong, but the application of justice for what Freemont did to my parents has become personal for me. Hiring the job out would make me feel like I was shirking the responsibility." I understand," James said. "If I were you, I'd feel the same way. Let's talk about the financial aspects of the assignment now. You are a friend, and I'm in love with one of the women Freemont is threatening. That makes it personal for me, so I will donate my time for the.