Alan switched the bottles and watched as the third was halffilled before he went dry. Adjusting his nursing bra, Alan carriedthe bottles to the refri...erator. Neatly lined up inside wereanother ten. At this rate he might fell thirty a day. And he feltso hot. Itchy. He kept rubbing his false vagina trying to findsome relief. Alan had looked for his dildo girdle, but couldn'tfind it. That afternoon as Alan pumped himself yet again, he foundhimself looking at the crotches of the men on. His thick and trimmed brown moustache was my next sight and the look of it made my mouth water. It supported my cock perfectly and stimulated the underside with a scratch so gentle and pleasurable it was beyond mere words. “Damn why don’t you let me touch you!?” I seethed down at him to have him wink and chuckle. “You like my fucking balls in your mouth, don’t you officer?” His moans started my hips to rolling gently, and the more I did so, the louder and deeper his responses were. Before long. She began to walk down the road away from the main highway and the gas station, what luck for me!I followed with the lights off for about a mile and when I could see down the road both ways, no traffic and only the little moon light out that evening, parked the rental and grabbed my equipment. I moved ahead of Hallie using the tree line to hide me from her and as she walked up to where I had my ambush set I realized that she had mini earphones in her ears and was listening to something on her. Whenever a car would pull up we would turn the recorder on for a minute or two. When he left we would record another minute or two. I left the date and time stamp in the lower corner. That day we recorded ten men going in for a half-hour and coming back out. It was pretty clear that Mrs. Jones was a whore. We got everything picked up before Mom got home.I hid the recorder in Victoria’s room and turned it on. Mom was still furious from finding out that Victoria had broken her own hymen but she.