You are just the person to help me do that.’ Helen continued with a pleasant smile. Kris thought about his next move. ‘I think the tape should be ...ore than enough to do that for you?’ ‘True. But I don’t just want him gone. I want him hurt. He’s hurt me with this, I think he deserves the same in return don’t you?’ she replied with mock sincerity. ‘Forgive me Mrs Hounslow but you don’t look or act like you’re hurt?’ Kris had no clue where this was going but she was way too calm. The friend was. “Tell me princess, do you still visit your Daddy in jail?”Candy had been cut down a notch by bro’s remarks about her father. Everything he said was true. Not too many people knew about her relationship with her father. Although she tried to stay away, she could never resist going to visit him. “Yes”, she replied softly. “Both”“How does he get away with it? Don’t the guards keep him in eyesight?” bro’s dick was leaking pre cum all over the girls face as he questioned the girl about her. For a few minutes I alternated between kissing her, looking in her eyes, and watching her trace circles around and over her clit, a couple of times bringing her hand to her lips to wet the tips before going back to work. And then I took over, I don’t remember why, but one second it was her fingers on her, the next it was mine. Rubbing, flicking, stroking. Until I realised the toy had slid out of her, leaving her empty. Craving being filled.She was so wet – her juices plus the lube leaving her. "Your choice of weapons appears to be exquisite," Frank said admirably. "May I look at them?" Of course, sir," Tommy said, half bowing. "Be my guest."Frank lifted one off the wall peg where it was hanging and inspected it carefully. It was a well-made rifle, and except for some exquisite carving on the stock, there were no identifying marks on it. It had a Kerns sight on it, so it could be of Swiss manufacture. He simply didn't know that much about rifles. But, the one he was holding was at.