It's been three days, and I hadn't seen " my heart thief " since then. She didn't come to school. And that did worry me.I wasn't angry at her. Not eve... a little. After all I shouldn't have done what I did. Pretending to be a ninja isn't awesome every time. And to be honest, the bruise that I got from her punch, I sort of cherished it, because I knew that this was the only touch that I was ever gonna get from her. She really had taken my everything ~My mom was worried when she saw my swollen. “Have to load more film, only take a jiff...”Teresa watched him move with a quick, deliberate pace, removing one roll of film and quickly popping another in. The whole process took less than a minute.“You develop all your own film?” she asked him. “Of course” Mr. Jackson said. “Otherwise I would go broke just paying the processing! I can do color or black & white 35mm film in only a hour or so.” he broke into a broad smile. “Prints same day!” he said with a laugh. She laughed along with him.. Later that night I got my first thank you picture text. I jerked off starring at her ass propped up on a wedge, ankles bound and tied to a bar forcing them a foot and a half apart. She had her finger in her pussy and her face looked like she was cumming. I asked her where she took the picture, even thou I could see her pink bedding and knowing that it was her mother’s wedge and bondage. She said she gets bored and lonely when her parents are out in the garage and that she snuck into her mom’s. This time I could see more of what Liz and my wife were doing in the other bedroom. I could see Liz above my wife, her hips thrusting forward and backwards as she forced a large black strap on dildo in and out of my wife's cunt. She had my wife's legs up over her shoulders and was really pounding in and out.Suddenly, I felt something other than Joe's finger at the entrance to my ass hole. It was his cock and he was forcing it into me, pushing it in as far as he could without stopping. I.