At the touch, Deenie smiled and moaned softly in my ear. She shifted her hips in the direction of my touch and moved back and forth. My hand became da...p with Deenie’s elixir. She gyrated until her clit was rubbing against my wrist and my finger was at the threshold of her pussy. I let my finger linger on the edge of her hole torturing the very intent of Deenie’s longing thrusts. Then I did it. I pushed my index finger in and Deenie became still looking me right in my eyes. My movements became. . on my computer. My cock was rock hard within moments. So hard, in fact, that my towel had become undone due to my fierce erection. " Fuck me, oh my God! " screamed the girl on my monitor, who was getting drilled by a big, fat cock. Mom's hand worked faster against her pussy, and her other hand had slipped under her t-shirt, pincering her nipple, tugging, twisting. She finally looked to me. We locked eyes for a moment, but she swiftly broke the gaze and fastened her eyes on the. I did finally fall into a decent slumber, and when i awoke, i had a text."Not today slut, tomorrow. Still no cumming or cock playing." yes Mistress" was my only reply. that text made that day very long and uncomfortable.i woke up the next day with a raging hard cock. i wanted so very badly to jerk it, rub it, slap it, something...anything. but i am an obedient slut and followed Mistress's orders and did nothing...to my cock. i pulled rubbed and slapped my balls till i couldn not stand it. Wiped the knife clean too. Threw it down a...”Pilar said, “Storm drain, I think it’s called.”Pilar said, “Sister Mary spotted us early that morning. Heard our story. Called someone. Told us not to worry about the truck. It was gone.”I knew the rest of the story, it had been well covered, television and the Star. The naked body, Bub. Police picked up a naked guy, Tom. Who told some ridiculous story about Mexican gangbangers who robbed him, stole his truck.Artie Kowlinski took Vanessa and me to.