"Let's see you walk!" said Pica. I took a few steps and realized thatSandra had given her the video camera, which was running."Yep, I think that's a k...eper," said Sandra, snapping the first of severalphotos. I realized I had dropped my purse and bent over to get it."Whoa!" said Sandra, prompting a laugh. "Giving a peep is one thing, butyou just showed off the whole thing. That WILL get you arrested. Stoop,don't kneel!" Maybe we should go with something a little bigger?" I said hopefully."No. Jeff told me what an excellent dirty slut I was as he pulled his cock out and smeared it along my face. I did feel dirty and sexy as my body shook with Mr. Bill’s thrusts. I licked down Mr. Jeff’s shaft to his balls, making him moan.I could see his smooth puckered asshole right below, and I trailed my tongue to his ass. Mr. Jeff moaned in high approval as he pushed his asshole onto my tongue. Mr. Bill’s cock swelled hard, and his guttural grunts got louder. I began moaning with him as my own. “Obviously, I don't know when I'm going to die, so that means I don't know when you're going to see this. Mattie, if you would be so kind, let Amy stay at your place tonight, so you two can talk. Decide in the morning when you're going to contact my attorney. He mailed both your passwords to your address, Mattie. They should get there within a day or two after you see this video, if you, Amy, followed my request to go to Mattie's the day after my funeral.“Here's the lawyer's contact. . oooh!" She wriggled with pleasure at the memory. "It just kept washing over me in waves! I thought it would never end." She tapped the side of her head. "My ears are still ringing," she smiled.We had just turned into my home street. "My house is just down here," I told her. "Do you think you're all right to walk?"I had meant this as friendly sarcasm but she took it literally. "I think so," she replied, experimentally flexing her legs. But when I had parked in my driveway and politely opened.