I know! But it was like apart of me couldn't resist his charms. And he made me fell really sexy and beautiful and... and... and I have been so pent up...I just couldn't help myself.You: Tell me the truth now baby, did he touch you here? *I place my hand on your neck while I look down and I see your cute young cleavage, It makes me even harderYou: * you look so cute, I don't know if I'm just looking for excuses to touch you as this point*Stranger: * swallow hard and shiver at your touch. My head. I’d have to try and move him on my own, otherwise the kids would be upset seeing him like that. Sometimes I had to get Sand- er, Alex up to help me. She was the next oldest, two years younger than me. Then I made the breakfasts and sandwich box lunches, got the kids up, then got them dressed and off to school. I would change the babies, feed them, then do the washing up and get the washing machine going, make all the beds, do the hoovering, hang out the washing to dry, cleaning, ironing, change. " Her words caught in her throat as he continued to manipulate her body. "I'm — m-m-married." Oh so its alright for my fingers to fuck you, but not this?" He grabbed her hand and placed it on his dick. "Yeah stroke my cock, bitch. I don't give a fuck about your husband. Ooh and the way you're stroking that dick, don't look like you give a fuck either." They each kept touching each other for awhile before he pulled his fingers from her snatch and held them up to her face. "Lick yourself off my. There was a break while the next scene was set up and I went back to my dressing room to change into the clothes for the next scene. Ronny helped me undress. Well, when I say helped, she watched, licking her lips. She’d taken my wig off and put it in a tin like a cake tin and then sat as I undressed down to my knickers.“Who do you get to kill?”“A politician. She’s a closet gay and I meet her in a bar then lead her down a side alley and bump her off.”“You get to murder a politician? God, I wish.