Jobs’ sleek screen, I appeared in digital glory, pants around my ankles, my manhood stuffed into the frothing mouth of young Jessica. The evidence t...at had put me on the rack for these two months now stared me in the face, electronically relayed through the wonder of modern technology; it gripped my bowels with a prehistoric understanding of threat.Before I could manage the churn of my reaction, the phone buzzed again from the same number. This text read, “Paying u a vst 2nite. Dirctions to. I’d rather hoped she might compliment me on my appearance, rather than calling me a bitch, but there you were – or rather, there I was. I looked round in panic: there was no towel in the bathroom. She sighed, rolling her eyes upwards.“Try the chest of drawers between the beds.”“Okay.”“Don’t you mean – yes mistress?” she snapped.“Y-yes mistress,” I stammered.She laughed, cruelly.“I should make you curtsy like an obedient little bitch but I’m freezing. Hurry up!”I stepped back and looked in the. She opened her eyes and was looking right at me when she brought her hand to her mouth. She slowly licked the semen off each finger. She then put each finger into her mouth and worked it in and out like a cock to get the last drop off of each finger. Without taking her eyes off of me, she said, “Yum.”I stood there with my dick still a little stiff, pointing down at the ground. I didn’t know what to say at first, so I reached down and helped her to her feet I put my arms around her waist and. ”Next thing I heard was her softly snoring.I had seen my team scattered around my first floor condo looking very inconspicuous except to me. I obtained my Sig P320 from my bedside drawer and made sure it was loaded and ready. I can assure, if Nixon should show up here, he will leave here in a body bag. I’m sure he knows she’s still alive from news coverage. His picture has been all over the news also.Day by day, Melinda got stronger. Her wounds were healing. Her breathing was almost back to.