I didn’t understand even a tenth of what it was putting in the 911 message to Molly. She told me that if I wanted her help, I had to let her have fu...l access to the place in my head via the connection to my goggles.I don’t care how long she remotely controls me through my goggles. She will tell me when she finishes.Once Molly let me have control of myself again, she told me to get us both dressed to meet the courier that would be here in twenty minutes. The pool was the best place to take Fern. She didn't even touch my clit. I came from her fucking my pussy.I sat on the bed, blindfolded, sipping white wine. She gave me white wine because it was more girly, more feminine. God help me, I did feel so feminine. And fuckable. I wanted more from her. She had gone to answer the door. But she had touched up my lipstick and blindfolded me first. Carefully, with the strap running under my pretty blue hair. She said she wanted my pretty blue hair free to flow with my movements. I thought I might. Despite her kicking and screaming, Juan and Santiago soon had her lashed with ropes, face down across the grain bags, helplessly trussed with her shapely rear end thrust up over the high point of the stack.“This girl’s family is responsible for the death of my brother!” Carlos addressed the crowd. “Watch and learn what happens when you cross me!” He turned his attention downward. “Diablo!” he snapped. The huge black Doberman dozing at is feet scrambled to attention, muscles quivering. . She saw his eyes open and he watched her gently massage his sex organ."Jan, what are you doing to me?" he asked."I'm putting sun screen on your body. What does it look like I'm doing?" It looks like you're massaging my ... my ... my private parts."She was kneeling beside him on the sand. Then she rocked back on her heels with her back up straight and her shoulders back. It caused her breasts to stand out proudly and, with the sexual excitement from handling his cock, her nipples were engorged.