The stories and letters always got me much hotter than thepictures, and I greedily read through some of these items, the graphicdescriptions of sex ac...s feeding my lust as I took my hardening cockfrom my pants. Slowly I stroked myself in the time honoured manner andI felt my hormones start to stir in response to the stimulation of mypenis. I was well on the way to a satisfying ejaculation when suddenlyI heard a key in the lock. In a flat panic, I stuffed my rigid cockback into my trousers,. He would be returned to his car. Neither of us trusted the other, the terms made that clear. He was committing a crime, but in exchange he had a chance to question the men without involving his team, in an enhanced state, and I would dispose of the bodies. Plus, of course, his wife was safe in my care, with the woman I called my mother. I gave him every chance to back out before we got to the prison. He replied that he became committed when he killed the majority of the Tuccos last night, now. I left the building and remained naked all night in my apartment, with my cock liberally coated with Vaseline. Although I wanked . . . I deliberately did not shoot in hopes I would have more than enough cum the next day with Abby.Remaining Stiff at Her HouseI arrived exactly at 9:00 the next morning. Abby answered the door and she was wearing a short skirt and a tank top that left no doubt she was not wearing a bra. She offered a quick tour of her parent’s house which ended with her bending. She watched me patiently."Ohhh, yes dear. Right there feels so nice." I kept my tongue pointy and lifted the skin of her labia away from the edges, driving down into the crease. Then I pulled one lip into my mouth and sucked gently. "It's been so long since someone did this to me, you have no idea..." Her eyes fell closed, helping me relax and just try licking her different ways."Tell me what you like, ok?" I asked her."I like it all, dear. Just enjoy yourself. I know I am."She knew how curious.