There weren't any cameras in this cell from what I recalled. And it's not like anyone would question a psycho if she was having sex or not. They would...just pass it off as a delusion. I yanked with all my might before I buckled the arm straps, finishing her cage. Then she turned back, staring at me with deep hungry eyes. She tugged at her arms, pulling at them up and down, twisting about in the straitjacket, ensuring I did my job well.She dropped to her knees before me after she was done her. ”“Damn, Pedro, we’re getting close ain’t we? We could have our hands on that million bucks by this time tomorrow and be laying low across the border with a room full of naked señoritas by dark tomorrow.”“Hell Yeah! Arturo ... listen, you better be quiet about that bag of money when we do get to Mexico. We need to be extra damn careful down there with that much money on us. We could get our throats cut if some whore rats on us.”“Do you, Robert Wayne Conlee, take this woman, Jacqueline Leigh. I was lying there and her real voice broke in to the recording, "Hurryup, Tina - we want to look our best for the boyfriends, don't we?" Ididn't know where she was and I couldn't move anyhow."Tina - you are a mess aren't you?" she giggled as she unlocked thehandcuffs and eased off the goggles, "Look at you!"All I could see was a giant erect dildo sticking out of my mouth, andMiss Allie looking very happy in tight jeans and a crisp plain whiteblouse."Go and take it off and give it a good wash,. I parted my body slowly from hers and guided her hands to my breasts, letting her cup and caress them. Her hands were warm from moving over my cheeks. I felt my nipples harden as my breasts nestled in the palms of her soft hands. I started gently circling my own hands over my breasts, taking Elisa's with me, moving her palms into a slow sexy rhythm of caressing, squeezing and stroking. All the time I just looked into Elisa's eyes, smiling playfully at her. I could see the passion in her face as.