I tried every combination I could think of. My name, Nadine's name,combinations of our social security numbers, birthdays, but the laptopwon't let me...past the password protection.I found the laptop in the bottom drawer of my desk; it's a Sony Vaionotepad. Under the laptop is a set of keys. Nadine says she's neverseen the laptop or the keys before but they are obviously mine. Try as Imight, I just can't remember the password for the computer or what thekeys are for. I can't even remember. Our mistress our queen.. we lay down our dicks like flagpoles sticking in the air. She grabs them both and begins to stroke them..I hear her say how much she wants her boys cocks. She sucks one then the other..we watch each others dicks pulse with each heartbeat..both slippery with spit and lust. Again and again she switches..then says she wants to be fucked while she sucks her cocks..she wants to be pounded from behind..to have a dick forced farther down her throat by the humping her. "Let me help you in to this beauty. Hold up your arms." I held my arms up as she lifted the dress over my head. Telling me as she manoeuvred the dress over my head."Mind you don't brush your face on the material Becca."Then it was over my head and sliding down my body. Fussing Mary pulled the skirt down and shifted the soft shiny black fabric about my back before she started to pull the zip up. Taking her time she worked the zip up to my neck. Pushing me back on to the stool again she quickly. Kiss your lover goodbye," I said, and rammed thehammer into her mouth. She screamed into the metal and thrashed on the floor,but it was no use. The nigger's blood was smeared all around her mouth andon her lips, and no doubt she was tasting his cold, dead blood in her mouthright now. Fresh tears welled in her eyes and slid down her cheeks. "Fuck you, whore!" I shouted, yanking the hammer back. I threw itaway and it clattered on the ground behind me. "You don't get to feelsorry for yourself! You.